the doctor visit was horrific, by no fault of his. rowan was acting pretty weird all that day, so when we got to the appointment at 3pm she was basically just sitting on my lap, and even drifting off on me (which she NEVER does, little miss busybody). we waited for a while, then when the nurse came in to check her out her temp was 104.2!!! so everybody freaked. i freaked but tried really hard to stay calm, the nurse didn't even try, and the doc came in immediately to calculate her dosage of acetaminophen to bring the fever down. waiting for them to come back with the meds was really scary, especially since rowan was just laying in my arms falling in and out of sleep...
note that she has never, ever had a fever and the worst illness she's ever had was a cold. i didn't know what to think about this, but i was terrified it would be meningitis or something. really f*cking scary.
so nurse comes back with some red liquid in a tube and gave it to me, then left. i woke rowan up to see if she would take it nicely, and she had a taste, then 3 seconds later starts projectile vomiting on me, in my mouth, down my shirt, all over herself and the room, uncontrollably and violently. i just broke down in hysterics, trying to get her over to the medical table/bed thing, and i'm crying and crying because i can't do anything to help her and i can barely speak to call for help, and she just keeps vomiting more and more (far more than any baby should be able to contain in a small body). it was possibly the scariest situation i have ever been in for that 2 minutes. i am not normally the type to freak out and lose my composure even in really intense situations, but this was beyond me. the nurse was not calm, either, but the doctor kept saying "it's good, it's good, she will feel better" ...and poor little rowan seemed perfectly ok after she threw up--not a tear--despite the fever continuing to climb.
poor baby, because she couldn't take the meds orally they then had to go with 1 and a half suppositories, which was hard to watch... after a while of letting the meds bring her temp down, the doctor came in (he was great), took one look in her right ear and said "oh my god" ...apparently she had a "terrible" ear infection!??! he said he could not imagine how she'd been able to sleep with it. the kid never pulled at her ears or complained once. she was barely even whiny on the day i took her to the doctor's, with 104 fever! he said they can get ear infections just from having a runny nose for a day or so, which she did have earlier this week. (thanks to daddy bringing it home; and now i have it.)
finally they gave her a shot of antibiotics in each thigh--her first shots ever, and the nurse said 'they kind of hurt'--while i had to hold her down. that was really, really awful part 2. she cried a lot for the shots, and whined over her hurt feelings for the next 10 minutes or so, which made me feel so guilty even though i know she needed it. after that, back to sleep on my belly and they sent us home with a 10-day antibiotic and some fever reducing goo (with suppository backup that i thankfully have not needed to use).
all in all it ended well, and she is definitely getting better though still a bit out of it, but wow that was a bad day for both of us. we were at the doc's for 3.5 hours or something crazy. and still she took it all like a champ and only really complained over the shots, which is totally understandable for a one year old.
she's a tough little girl even if she does love shoes and dresses and hair bows...
note that she has never, ever had a fever and the worst illness she's ever had was a cold. i didn't know what to think about this, but i was terrified it would be meningitis or something. really f*cking scary.
so nurse comes back with some red liquid in a tube and gave it to me, then left. i woke rowan up to see if she would take it nicely, and she had a taste, then 3 seconds later starts projectile vomiting on me, in my mouth, down my shirt, all over herself and the room, uncontrollably and violently. i just broke down in hysterics, trying to get her over to the medical table/bed thing, and i'm crying and crying because i can't do anything to help her and i can barely speak to call for help, and she just keeps vomiting more and more (far more than any baby should be able to contain in a small body). it was possibly the scariest situation i have ever been in for that 2 minutes. i am not normally the type to freak out and lose my composure even in really intense situations, but this was beyond me. the nurse was not calm, either, but the doctor kept saying "it's good, it's good, she will feel better" ...and poor little rowan seemed perfectly ok after she threw up--not a tear--despite the fever continuing to climb.
poor baby, because she couldn't take the meds orally they then had to go with 1 and a half suppositories, which was hard to watch... after a while of letting the meds bring her temp down, the doctor came in (he was great), took one look in her right ear and said "oh my god" ...apparently she had a "terrible" ear infection!??! he said he could not imagine how she'd been able to sleep with it. the kid never pulled at her ears or complained once. she was barely even whiny on the day i took her to the doctor's, with 104 fever! he said they can get ear infections just from having a runny nose for a day or so, which she did have earlier this week. (thanks to daddy bringing it home; and now i have it.)
finally they gave her a shot of antibiotics in each thigh--her first shots ever, and the nurse said 'they kind of hurt'--while i had to hold her down. that was really, really awful part 2. she cried a lot for the shots, and whined over her hurt feelings for the next 10 minutes or so, which made me feel so guilty even though i know she needed it. after that, back to sleep on my belly and they sent us home with a 10-day antibiotic and some fever reducing goo (with suppository backup that i thankfully have not needed to use).
all in all it ended well, and she is definitely getting better though still a bit out of it, but wow that was a bad day for both of us. we were at the doc's for 3.5 hours or something crazy. and still she took it all like a champ and only really complained over the shots, which is totally understandable for a one year old.
she's a tough little girl even if she does love shoes and dresses and hair bows...
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