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A jumble of letters in the alphabet

Can really mean any number of things.  ER, for example.  Or OB-GYN.  Or  Hi-Fi, or MPEG, or RAM.

Or UTI.

Yup, my little girl has one.  We went into the office today, gave a teeny tiny little sample, and were given some Keflex.  No abdominal pain, no wincing, just a sore bottom, as she says.  Numbers a bit high, some blood present in the specimen, said specimen sent over to the hospital lab for a confirmation and determination of exact germ to fight.

Except. 

On the way home, she began to whine that her belly hurt.  My head began to hurt as well, and so I cheerfully said, "It's nap time for you, missy!  But first, let's have some of this delicious, fizzy orange medicine that the doctor gave us!"  I carefully mixed the dissolving tablet with the 2 teaspoons of water and had her sip it.  She took one sip, turned her head, and vomited.  And began to scream that she had to PEEEEEEE!

We skipped down the hall to the bathroom, tra-la-laaa, how happy we are, leaving a trail of pee and puke in our wake.  I cleaned both of us up, and persuaded her to stop crying.  See, I was of the firm belief that all of the hysterical waterworks had upset her belly and caused her to vomit.  She ceased, and went for a two hour nap.

And woke with a 102 degree fever - axillary, but adjusted, thank you! - and vomited twice more.  Hmm.  All does not seem right here in Masses land.  I decided to call the doc back.

And was connected with Nurse Fresh out of Nursing school.

See, here's the thing.  Not to toot my own horn, or to be a cocky know it all, because that's just not me, but I've done a fair amount of kids stuff before.  And I know how to treat the stomach flu.  Sips of clear fluids, a teaspoon at a time, gatorade, pedialyte, popsicles, progressing to crackers after 8 hours, yadda yadda.  I've had a kid hospitalized for dehydration, in the great debacle of the Rotavirus six years ago - tomorrow will be the aniversary, as a matter of fact!   

i love my pediatric practice.  The nurses have, in the past, been completely awesome and they all know me really well.  They know I don't call for stupid stuff, I usually know how to proceed, and they don't have any problem turning my questions over to the docs.  For reasons that can't be discussed on a blog, where anyone on the internet can see it, just about every nurse has quit.  And they've all been replaced with extremely friendly, very kind, not too knowledgeable brand new nurses. I hit the motherload of them this afternoon.  She spent ten minutes of my cell phone time, while I was on the way to school, telling me how to adjust the temperature up a degree when used under the armpit, and how to feed a child who is vomiting goldfish and saltines.  Um, yeah.  I finally got a word in and asked her to please just tell the doc that this was ongoing and what did he recommend.

She called back and said that the vomiting and stomach pain was just a coincidence.  The mama doesn't think so, and when my phone rang and I saw it was the ped's office, and realized that it was one of the OLD and GOOD nurses, who had called for something totally irrelevant, I grabbed a hold of her ear for a minute.  She agreed with me that maybe it did deserve a closer look, and went to the doc for me herself.  I owe her a cup of coffee.

Up shot is, her specimen wasn't THAT dirty, but beginning to get that way, and he still feels that it's a coincidence.  He did agree to call in some phengran, since she hasn't kept anything down since 11, and we do need to be able to get the antibiotics in her, so she doesn't end up with a kidney infection.   He also agreed that if she wasn't better tomorrow, I need to bring her back.

I told you, I always have to be right.  This is one of those times that I wish I wasn't.

Comments

Poor baby--and poor mom, too. Hoping it's only a UTI.

You know, you would really think they would at least listen to mom's before assuming we are all idiots. I hope she's better soon.

Awwwww, poor baby :-(

Hope she feels better soon.

Taking notes on the 'crackers after 8 hours' bit. You do know your stuff! Is her fever lower?

Oh how I love it when I get a new nurse. It is always the highlight of my day. I especially love it when they talk to me like I am a complete idiot. Last week, nurse newbie asked me if I had taken my son's temp axillary. Then she said, oh, that means under the arm honey. Okay honey, cause I thought it meant to stick it up your ...

Sorry for the crudeness, but it seems I have the same problem as you with nurses. Not all of them, just the ones who are 12 and act like they know everything there is to know about parenting.

I like breaking in the residents...those are my speciality. My little boy has an UTI too. Hope she is feeling better soon!!! Not very good to feel yucky!

Oh that sucks. Your kids are lucky to have such a smart and determined Mom.

I hate it when the nurses think all mamas are nervous nellies!

Hope she feels better soon...puking is no fun...not to mention pee pee issues!

So sorry! Poor kiddo. Poor you. Ah, it's always something when there's a bunch of kids, isn't it?

The poor little thing. And poor you, having to deal with idiot nurse. Doesn't it just make you crazy when you have to make a big fuss in order to get the supposed "experts" to listen to what you are saying?
Hope she is better soon.
Cordially,
Melora

I've just been letting everything pass me by , but so it goes. I just don't have much to say these days. Pfft. I can't be bothered with anything. More or less nothing seems worth doing. I haven't gotten much done recently, but oh well.

I haven't been up to anything. That's how it is. Not much on my mind right now. I can't be bothered with anything recently, not that it matters. It's not important.

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