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Sunday, January 31, 2010
vent
I know I complain a lot. I wish I could change that about myself, but it's awfully hard. I am trying to put these complaints in writing here on my bloggity blog instead of in my family's ears since they are tired of hearing me.
I think all the sickness around here is finally wearing me down. I mean, I managed to stay upbeat and fairly positive through the couple of completely sleepless nights but now that Josh has been on antibiotics for five days and still isn't completely back to normal I am starting to get beyond discouraged. He's waking up two or three times a night still and clearly not feeling completely well yet. I'm afraid I'm going to have to take him back in and get his ears checked again. They may have to put him on a stronger antibiotic.
In the beginning it was easy to just concentrate on getting him well above all other things. Now after a month of doctor's visits, a fussy baby, neglected daughter, and $200 in co-pays unfortunately my sympathy is starting to run out as much as I don't want it to. My patience as I wait for things to improve is wearing thin.
And it's not just the sickness. I feel like life is moving at break-neck speed. It never stops or even slows down. I knew that once we had two kids that I would hardly see my husband and I felt prepared for that. However, I hardly suspected that by almost four months postpartum I would still feel like I hardly speak to him.
We both get up and go, go, go all day long. We get in bed late and exhausted and get crappy sleep all to do it all over again the next day. No rest for the weary.
If we make spending time with each other a priority then something else gets neglected and it's hard to find a balance. I feel like I've done a very good job this time around with making the baby a priority and taking good care of myself - at least a better job than I did when Jules was born. It just stinks that it's taking a toll on so many other things.
It has to get easier before they turn 18, doesn't it?
I think I am going to try staying off of the computer each day after 5pm. I'll still have my phone to check emails, etc but I won't get caught up wasting time on the web. Maybe then I can make dinner, clean, get ready for the next day, help put the kids to bed, and spend a little time with my husband before collapsing into bed.
Yeah. So I just wrote all that and then I read this. Emily always writes what I want to say with much more elegance. Darn her.
I think all the sickness around here is finally wearing me down. I mean, I managed to stay upbeat and fairly positive through the couple of completely sleepless nights but now that Josh has been on antibiotics for five days and still isn't completely back to normal I am starting to get beyond discouraged. He's waking up two or three times a night still and clearly not feeling completely well yet. I'm afraid I'm going to have to take him back in and get his ears checked again. They may have to put him on a stronger antibiotic.
In the beginning it was easy to just concentrate on getting him well above all other things. Now after a month of doctor's visits, a fussy baby, neglected daughter, and $200 in co-pays unfortunately my sympathy is starting to run out as much as I don't want it to. My patience as I wait for things to improve is wearing thin.
And it's not just the sickness. I feel like life is moving at break-neck speed. It never stops or even slows down. I knew that once we had two kids that I would hardly see my husband and I felt prepared for that. However, I hardly suspected that by almost four months postpartum I would still feel like I hardly speak to him.
We both get up and go, go, go all day long. We get in bed late and exhausted and get crappy sleep all to do it all over again the next day. No rest for the weary.
If we make spending time with each other a priority then something else gets neglected and it's hard to find a balance. I feel like I've done a very good job this time around with making the baby a priority and taking good care of myself - at least a better job than I did when Jules was born. It just stinks that it's taking a toll on so many other things.
It has to get easier before they turn 18, doesn't it?
I think I am going to try staying off of the computer each day after 5pm. I'll still have my phone to check emails, etc but I won't get caught up wasting time on the web. Maybe then I can make dinner, clean, get ready for the next day, help put the kids to bed, and spend a little time with my husband before collapsing into bed.
Yeah. So I just wrote all that and then I read this. Emily always writes what I want to say with much more elegance. Darn her.
our grocery bill is going up and it's certainly not because of the baby
Julianna was begging for a snack the other day and since it was just before five I kept telling her no. After repeated attempts she finally put her hands on her hips and growled at me, "Mama! My stomach is angry at you because you're not feeding me!"
Friday, January 29, 2010
fourth trip to the doctor in four weeks
Two month well check, pink eye visit, sick visit for congestion and fever, then this.
Tuesday night Josh was awake pretty much all night crying. He just couldn't sleep. We stayed downstairs so as not to keep everyone else up. Jonathan stayed with him until midnight or so and then I took over. He started running a low temperature and I could only get him to sleep upright on me. He was very congested and not just fussy but downright mad. I gave him tylenol and let him sleep on me in the glider and it was pitiful. I knew something was wrong and took him in to the doctor's office first thing in the morning.
Well, I was there from 7:45am until about 9:30am with the doctor testing him for EVERYTHING. She just couldn't figure out what was causing the fever, after all we had just been there ten days before with similar symptoms and they had taken a blood sample, seen thast his white blood cell count was elevated, and written it off as just a virus.
So on Tuesday they took his blood again and the counts this time were way too high (19,000 wbc). They cleared his nose, catheterized him to test for UTI, looked in his ears (which were clogged with wax so they had to clean them four times), etc. Everything came back negative so she sent me to another office to do a chest x-ray to check for pneumonia. She told me to expect a two to three hour wait.
The whole morning was torture. He was screaming the whole time and he couldn't nurse because he couldn't breathe.
We drove over to the other office. Fortunately, they got us in right away. They did the two chest x-rays and sent them back to the peds office. By the time I made it home the ped has called me back saying that she had the results and everything looked clear. She wanted me to come back in to do some more tests because a three month old baby shouldn't be running a 100 degree temperature unless there was some type of infection.
I finally got him to nurse and he had his first wet diaper in HOURS. We went back over to the peds office and then they tested him for flu, RSV, and checked his ears again. Still couldn't find anything. Then she decided to take a larger blood culture to test for some type of bacterial infection of the blood. Finally, she decided to give him a shot of rocephin (antibiotics) to start fighting whatever infection it was and she asked me to come back in the next day to make sure the wbc count was going down.
I remember when Julianna had to be catheterized and it was absolutely awful. This experience was similar except that it lasted about five hours.
Sure enough his fever peaked at about 4pm at 100.1 and then it started going back down and he was clearly starting to feel better. He got several good long naps upright in his car seat and then by the evening he was eating normally again and went down for the night at about normal time.
We went back in to the office on Wednesday morning and the doctor that we saw then was able to see inside his ears better since they weren't so swollen and waxy. She saw both ears were infected and told me to start him on amoxicillan. He had gained 4 ounces in less than 24 hours (from 15 lbs 15 oz to 16 lbs 3 oz) and he had no fever. The rocephin shot had helped just enough for her to diagnose a double ear infection and his wbc count was back down to 13,000.
He's still congested but obviously doing much, much better. We are all trying to catch up on sleep and we are hoping to get snowed in this weekend so we can have some family "time-off" together.
Hope you all have a nice weekend!
Tuesday night Josh was awake pretty much all night crying. He just couldn't sleep. We stayed downstairs so as not to keep everyone else up. Jonathan stayed with him until midnight or so and then I took over. He started running a low temperature and I could only get him to sleep upright on me. He was very congested and not just fussy but downright mad. I gave him tylenol and let him sleep on me in the glider and it was pitiful. I knew something was wrong and took him in to the doctor's office first thing in the morning.
Well, I was there from 7:45am until about 9:30am with the doctor testing him for EVERYTHING. She just couldn't figure out what was causing the fever, after all we had just been there ten days before with similar symptoms and they had taken a blood sample, seen thast his white blood cell count was elevated, and written it off as just a virus.
So on Tuesday they took his blood again and the counts this time were way too high (19,000 wbc). They cleared his nose, catheterized him to test for UTI, looked in his ears (which were clogged with wax so they had to clean them four times), etc. Everything came back negative so she sent me to another office to do a chest x-ray to check for pneumonia. She told me to expect a two to three hour wait.
The whole morning was torture. He was screaming the whole time and he couldn't nurse because he couldn't breathe.
We drove over to the other office. Fortunately, they got us in right away. They did the two chest x-rays and sent them back to the peds office. By the time I made it home the ped has called me back saying that she had the results and everything looked clear. She wanted me to come back in to do some more tests because a three month old baby shouldn't be running a 100 degree temperature unless there was some type of infection.
I finally got him to nurse and he had his first wet diaper in HOURS. We went back over to the peds office and then they tested him for flu, RSV, and checked his ears again. Still couldn't find anything. Then she decided to take a larger blood culture to test for some type of bacterial infection of the blood. Finally, she decided to give him a shot of rocephin (antibiotics) to start fighting whatever infection it was and she asked me to come back in the next day to make sure the wbc count was going down.
I remember when Julianna had to be catheterized and it was absolutely awful. This experience was similar except that it lasted about five hours.
Sure enough his fever peaked at about 4pm at 100.1 and then it started going back down and he was clearly starting to feel better. He got several good long naps upright in his car seat and then by the evening he was eating normally again and went down for the night at about normal time.
We went back in to the office on Wednesday morning and the doctor that we saw then was able to see inside his ears better since they weren't so swollen and waxy. She saw both ears were infected and told me to start him on amoxicillan. He had gained 4 ounces in less than 24 hours (from 15 lbs 15 oz to 16 lbs 3 oz) and he had no fever. The rocephin shot had helped just enough for her to diagnose a double ear infection and his wbc count was back down to 13,000.
He's still congested but obviously doing much, much better. We are all trying to catch up on sleep and we are hoping to get snowed in this weekend so we can have some family "time-off" together.
Hope you all have a nice weekend!
Thursday, January 28, 2010
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