Wow...didn't realize it has been so long since I posted anything. Oops! We have been go-go-go for the last few weeks, but that came to a screeching halt this past Saturday.
I won't go into all the details, but Owen had a normal cold for over week when he all of a sudden had a really high (105.6 yikes!) fever and vomiting, etc. Of course it was a Saturday so taking him to Dr. P was out. I did call the after hours service and the operator informed me it would take 2.5 hours for a nurse to call me back. Seriously? We were obviously not going to wait for that call, so off to Nason we went. We had never been there before, and we will never go there again. I think we would have had better luck at the ER b/c everybody was at Nason. We finally got to the back, and the so-called doctor looked at Owen for about 30 seconds and said he had a virus and sent us home. We had a birthday party that day that we couldn't attend and were supposed to have a family Christmas party at our house the next night that we canceled. The next few days are still a blur, but suffice it to say we were all exhausted and are just now recuperating.
Sidenote: Owen refuses to take pain reliever so we have been fighting the fever with nothing but will power. We did get him to take the chewable stuff a few times, but only when he felt his worst and wasn't himself.
He did get past the vomiting and Monday morning actually seemed better. We tried to put our Christmas party back on, but couldn't get everyone together. And boy are we glad that didn't work out. His fever came back around lunchtime so we called the doctor and went that afternoon. Dr. P was off so we saw someone else. Someone that we don't like. She did confirm our initial suspicion...ear infection. Since Owen won't take oral meds, the only other choice was injection. He had this injection back in October and had no problem. This time was different. Two nurses came in b/c there were two injections, one in each thigh, and b/c the needles are so large and painful, they must be administered simultaneously. I had to hold his arms down and he screamed like they were ripping off a limb. I'm not ashamed to admit I cried for him. NOT easy to see your kid in that much pain.
We had to wait for 20 minutes to make sure he didn't have a reaction then we came home. He was sore and would freak out if we got anywhere near the injection sites. That night was rough to say the least. He was delirious and talked and moaned most of the night. We had to return to the doctor the next day and there was a possibility of more injections. Luckily Dr. P was back and we came up with a plan. Owen asked me 100 times if he was getting a shot and I was happy I could finally answer him with a "no", not today. We decided to just watch his ears for a few days, and since his fever had now subsided, we may be past the worst. In the meantime, he went ahead and gave us a prescription and we have been able to get Owen to drink it...mixed with the strongest strawberry and chocolate milk ever. Whatever gets the job done.
He is now resting, for the first time in three days, and I'm so glad we might be back on track. Santa's elves still have to finish several big projects before the big day so I guess I better get back to that.
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