Psycho Mom

Saturday Shelby and I woke up, excited at the prospect of warm weather playing outdoors, but it was raining.  Since I got her some color tablets for the bathtub, she opted for a bath around noon (although she found out if you put all the colors in, it turns into a weird shade of “I don’t wanna sit in that.”

Shelby climbed out of the tub and wrapped herself in a towel, and I went off to the kitchen to start some lunch.  I noticed there was no noise coming from the living room and found her laying on the floor, next to the couch wrapped up in her towel.  I went to touch her and she was burning up.  When I took her temperature it was 103.5.  I mean, it hit her THAT fast.  I got some Advil in her, and Wayne called to invite us to the park.  I told him what was going on and he told me I need to alternate with Tylenol, which he would bring over in 10 minutes. 

By 7 that night, her temp had reached 104.7 and I couldn’t make it go down.  I called her doctor, who sent us to the emergency room.  They swabbed her for strep, and 20 minutes later a nurse walked in with discharge papers and a prescription for Amoxicillin and told me she had strep.  This is where the psycho mom part comes in:

Crabby male nurse:  “Well, she has strep.”

Me:  “OH, GOOD!  I’m so relieved!  THANK you!”

Crabby male nurse stares at me for 30 seconds and says “Really?”

For five years now, this kid has been running fevers for absolutely no reason.  She has been to the E.R. with a 105 temp.  Diagnosis?  None whatsoever.  She has been to the doctor more times than I can remember for fevers that have lasted days.  Diagnosis?  Nada.  She has been held down by me and two nurses while she had blood drawn for a CBC and a mono test to back up negative mono and strep tests in a desperate test to find SOMETHING wrong.  Absolutely nothing.  It did get better when I put her in daycare, she is very rarely sick now, but she still has these weird fevers now and then.

So this time it was so nice to find out that I am going to spend at least 3 paychecks (we are uninsured) for a reason.  Go ahead, judge me.  All the nurses that watched me skip out to my car with my strep infected kid, waving her amoxicillin script like a winning lottery ticket sure did.  I’m waiting for CPS to call with orders to undergo a psychiatric evaluation but no big.