It Was A Dark And Stormy Night

It took me about an hour to give Haley her Augmentin  last  night. It would have  been easier to negotiate the ABM treaty with Breshnev. I finally got her to finish  the last torturous sip of the HUGE 7ml dose and tucked her in bed. She moaned and groaned and cried out in her sleep all night long. She said she itched and burned all over.  This morning I am loathe to report she is no better. The redness is spreading from her neck to the  rest of her body, she has diarrhea and her skin is peeling which is a sign of staph,  but as I say the antibiodics don't seem to be making a difference.   I asked yesterday if there was something topical I could apply to give her some relief, but Dr. T said there was nothing. so I am resorting to hydrocortizone rubdowns, Claritin, and warm baths. The other problem is that I don't know this pediatrician  from  Adam. She could have received and online degree from Bozo's School of Pediatrics for all I know.

This morning I called around for an  internist. I know they deal in adult medicine, but I also know they specialize in diagnosing mysterious conditions. No one will see her though since  she is  under 15. So I called Children's  Medical Center to try to  get her in there. Oh yes, they can schedule her...for October.  I asked them to refer me to  someone (anyone!!) and they gave  me the name of a dermatologist who can see her tomorrow.

I'm not a "hovering" sort of mother. When my kids are sick, I give them their meds, and try to make  them  as comfortable as  possible. But I don't treat  the  common  cold like it's cancer. So if  it's just  some weird and uncomfortable skin condition, well that's one thing. But if it something more critical, and they can't diagnose it, and it's rapidly spreading,  that's another thing. Unfortunately at this point I don't know which it is. Her fever is mild, she still seems to be eating, drinking okay, for someone who's miserable. Anyway, I take her  back to the doctor today, and tomorrow. I guess when you've  done all you can do that's all  you  can do.

Comments

[Amy]

Poor girl sounds miserable (and mommy too!) I hope you get some answers soon. That stress of not knowing is torture.

[tricia]

Good luck at the doctor's, I hope it brings some answers. Poor thing, I bet that is miserable.