Mason got very sick while in LaCrosse, and worse, this illness seems to be the continuation of a cold-thing he's had since early November. He was on antibodotics once, and they helped... for a while. I knew things were dire when Mason actually napped for nearly the entire trip back from LaCrosse. Despite my best efforts when he was younger, Mason almost NEVER naps. He hangs on to wakefulness with two clenched fists, and has since he was a year and a half. Not only did Mason nap on the way home, but he then insisted he go to bed when we got home at 1:00 pm. He barely slurpped some soup and then rested fitfully until his bedtime at 7:00 pm. He hasn't acted this low-energy since the time we ended up in the hospital for five days. Shawn and I spent a very worried night.
Today, however, he was much perkier -- back to his chatty, happy self, actually -- but we kept him out of school and went to the doctor's anyway, of course. He and I spent three hours there. He had his chest x-rayed (clear), and was put on the nebulizer (sp?) at the office to see if his breathing cleared up (it did). The long and short of it is that he appears to have a very mild case of walking pnumonia or other bronchial infection and gets to take, of all things, steroids.
I hate going to the doctor's with Mason by myself. Our pediatrician is very good, but she's a bit scattered and I spent a lot of my time worrying that I'm missing some key bit of information. This fear, I think, has been exaserbated by the fact that once, when Mason was only four months old or so, he got a urninary tract infection that moved into his kidneys and then into his blood. He was too young to tell me anything was wrong, but I could tell he wasn't well. He had a fever. But, as any parent will tell you, kids get crazy fevers all the time. Even after calling the nurse line a couple of times, the nurses on the phone kept assuring me that he was probably fine and basically to give him two asprins and call them in the morning. He got better with the tyenol, but then he got lethargic. It freaked me out I called again and again. Except, I kept forgetting a key peice of information -- Mason has a kidney that doesn't drain properly (he's had this condition since birth). When Shawn called at night she remembered to tell the on-call doctor that. He sent us immediately to the emergency room, and probably saved Mason's life.
Granted this last doctor was the only one who remembered to ask us about other health conditions, but I often wonder what would have happened if we'd continued to let it go and no one had asked. I also feel very responsible for that mistake. Even though, in the end everything worked out, I get stressed out a lot about going to the doctor without Shawn, who I know is much better at asking the right questions and getting all the right information out of harried doctors.
Bleah.
It's Monday all right.
Today, however, he was much perkier -- back to his chatty, happy self, actually -- but we kept him out of school and went to the doctor's anyway, of course. He and I spent three hours there. He had his chest x-rayed (clear), and was put on the nebulizer (sp?) at the office to see if his breathing cleared up (it did). The long and short of it is that he appears to have a very mild case of walking pnumonia or other bronchial infection and gets to take, of all things, steroids.
I hate going to the doctor's with Mason by myself. Our pediatrician is very good, but she's a bit scattered and I spent a lot of my time worrying that I'm missing some key bit of information. This fear, I think, has been exaserbated by the fact that once, when Mason was only four months old or so, he got a urninary tract infection that moved into his kidneys and then into his blood. He was too young to tell me anything was wrong, but I could tell he wasn't well. He had a fever. But, as any parent will tell you, kids get crazy fevers all the time. Even after calling the nurse line a couple of times, the nurses on the phone kept assuring me that he was probably fine and basically to give him two asprins and call them in the morning. He got better with the tyenol, but then he got lethargic. It freaked me out I called again and again. Except, I kept forgetting a key peice of information -- Mason has a kidney that doesn't drain properly (he's had this condition since birth). When Shawn called at night she remembered to tell the on-call doctor that. He sent us immediately to the emergency room, and probably saved Mason's life.
Granted this last doctor was the only one who remembered to ask us about other health conditions, but I often wonder what would have happened if we'd continued to let it go and no one had asked. I also feel very responsible for that mistake. Even though, in the end everything worked out, I get stressed out a lot about going to the doctor without Shawn, who I know is much better at asking the right questions and getting all the right information out of harried doctors.
Bleah.
It's Monday all right.
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Date: 2007-12-03 06:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-04 03:55 am (UTC)Wow. Good luck with the steroids.
Date: 2007-12-03 07:58 pm (UTC)Don't beat yourself up about not being a good doctor-interviewer. It is a maddening thing about all doctors: they have the information necessary to make you well, but the job of extracting that information is pretty much up to you. Which is bass ackwards, since most of the time we don't know what we're supposed to be asking.
Anyway, it sounds like they covered all the bases, and I hope all the nasty will be cleared out of his respiratory system soon.
Good luck,
Susan
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Date: 2007-12-03 08:06 pm (UTC)My sister has that thing with the kidney, and didn't know until she was a young adult and started to have infections. You are lucky they knew about it early.
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Date: 2007-12-03 10:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-03 11:56 pm (UTC)Dude, how can you not sympathize with Page?
Date: 2007-12-04 05:35 am (UTC)C ya,
The Plaid Adder
Re: Dude, how can you not sympathize with Page?
Date: 2007-12-04 07:30 pm (UTC)Re: Dude, how can you not sympathize with Page?
Date: 2007-12-04 07:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-04 12:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-04 01:00 am (UTC)Unlike
Feel better, Mason!
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Date: 2007-12-04 01:37 am (UTC)I hope Mason feels better soon!
-Mel
PS: When are you free?
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Date: 2007-12-04 04:03 am (UTC)