Last week Scott and I enjoyed a 4 day long trip to Las Vegas, it was wonderful! The sun was shining, the weather was perfect, we had some wonderful food, and we got to relax and enjoy our alone time together. He was there on business but we made it a mini-vacation. My parents came down to stay with the kids, they had fun and I was told every day that the kids were being wonderful for them. Things just couldn’t be better! We arrived home on Thursday to the lovely Texas humidity, ick! Everything was great, we saw my parents off that afternoon and got back into our routine. The next day Brady was coughing pretty good, I figured it was just allergies because he had spent alot of time outside with my parents for 2 days and he already suffers from some severe allergy problems. By Saturday afternoon, after his game, he was getting worse. We figured it was the grass pollen, so I loaded him with antihistimines and tucked him in to bed. By Sunday night all hell had broke loose. He started running a 102 temperature and was coughing like I have never heard! He complained of a sore throat and headache. I figured it to be allergies still.
Monday was no better so I took him in to see the pediatrician who said he probably had a combination of allergies and a virus and there was not much more she could do. Now, here is the kicker. The doctor was not very thorough in my mind and my mommy instincts kicked in and told me that there was something very wrong and she missed it. Turns out Mother’s Intuition is very real and my gut feelings turned out to be right. Wednesday morning I woke up and decided I wasn’t going to settle, I called the doctor and told them they had to get us back in because something was wrong, I just felt it. Scott took Brady back in that morning and he was promptly given the diagnosis of walking pneumonia!!! My heart just sank when Scott called me and told me… part of me wanted to break down but part of me felt relieved to finally get the correct diagnosis. I was in the middle of having my blood drawn for test as I was sick by this time too. My doctor had missed my symptoms the day before.
After I got home, my doctor called and told me that I had it as well! By this time I was just angry at the medical world as a whole. How could 2 different doctors miss this stuff? I gave them all the symptoms, I expressed my concern and how I thought it was an infection. I questioned why we weren’t being given medication. I got the silent treatment and the look like “we are done here have a nice day”. How could they not do some simple tests? Were they just too busy and overbooked to spend any time with us? Do they just not care? Doctors these days have gotten so lazy and careless and half of them act like you are wasting their time! They get their pockets padded and you get shown the door! It’s frustrating to me especially after it took 4 months of complete agony to find out I had a thyroid problem after delivering Kacey. It took a visit to 3 doctors to find that out, and it should have been so easy, I had researched my symptoms and told them that I though I was hyper-thyroid. One doctor told me I was crazy and gave me anxiety medication! I came home crying… me, crazy? No, I wasnt going to stand for it! My OB/GYN missed it, something she should have been VERY familiar with seeing as how post=partum thyroid problems are extremely common. I love how I paid out hundreds of dollars only to self-diagnose! It took a cardiologist to say ” Hey, lets do a SIMPLE blood test and check your thryoid levels”. BINGO!!!! After all that suffering, I lost 30 pounds plus the pregnancy weight I had gained in 4 months! He told me I could have died because it was so severe! I had surgery to remove half of my gland and now I feel great! That was almost 2 years ago and have never spoken about it except to the people around me. It felt good to get that off my chest because it’s always in the back of my mind.
Back to my point here…. I think one of the most important things in life is to trust your gut instincts. Now that I am a Mom I have the Motherly instincts too. 2 years ago my viglance paid off and now again, with Brady and myself, it paid off again. It is really sad when the people you should trust with your health, miss the most obvious things. I listened to my inner voice when it told me that Brady was sick and it was something serious. I just knew deep down that they had missed something. So now, I am relieved that we know what’s wrong and we have begun the journey to getting well. I hate seeing my children sick, especially with something like this, the high fever, the misery. He has been such a trooper with this whole thing, he hasn’t complained once about the nasty stuff I have been having to give him. I gave him a big hug today and sat him down and told him all about what he has and was honest with him. I then let him have a turn to ask me whatever he needed to. I wanted him to know how much I love him and that I will always speak up for my children when I know something isn’t right. So now we are “that nasty pink medicine” buddies and he thinks its cool that I have to take that yucky stuff too! It was one of those moments that make you feel good inside, like you know you are doing your best a Mom.
If you stuck around through the book I just wrote, thank you. I have never been one to publicly air my grievences or share very personal stuff, but I just felt I had to get this all of my chest. It’s been a frustrating and trying week and I needed to vent! And forgive me if I have tons of typos, my throat is like raw ground beef and my fever is back and I don’t feel like spell checking! I gotta go upstairs and check on little man too.
Kristin
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