Abby's recent fever spike had me concerned. She kept putting her fingers in her ears and rubbing her neck. So I scheduled an appointment with the pedi... stat.
It's the same routine... high fever 103-104-105. Relieved with ibuprofen for a while, then it shoots back up. She's fine when its down, but when its up she just whimpers and writhes around in your arms. This is the fourth time in seven weeks.
The pedi immediately said her ears, nose, throat were all clear. We've been down this road before, so we know urine and finger stick will be normal. He wanted to do more testing. Just to rule out things.
My heart started to beat faster, and my mind raced. He explained that he didn't think it was serious, possibly an inflammatory disorder. But we wouldn't know anything without further testing.
He wanted a chest x ray, to make sure it wasn't pneumonia, or something else brewing in the chest. And a full blood panel. Yikes. I knew this wasn't going to be good. JJ had come with us, so I was glad to have some help.
We started with the xray. JJ had to wait outside, which I had already explained to him might happen. They had me lay Abby on the table on her back first. I covered myself in the lead vest and held her arms and legs down. Then they rolled her on her side and I held her again. The entire time, she's crying, but not wriggling to get out of my hold. It only took a few minutes and it was done.
Next we headed over to the lab. The tech took a while getting set up. I could tell she was preparing for battle. I had no idea how this would go, but I was imaging the worst. They told me I could bring Abby back and lay her on the table. She didn't like this at all. She doesn't even like being laid down in the bed at night, so I knew that would be the first battle. I held her down, and again, she wasn't fighting me, just crying hysterically. Another tech held her arm down.
3-2-1 and it was in. The crying got louder and more hysterical. I fought back my own tears. I know how much discomfort she's in. I hate it! I hate it when its myself, I hated it even more to see my baby go through it.
She continued to lay still. They took enough for four tubes. When it was all over I scooped her up and hugged her tight. She buried her head in my shoulder and whimpered. She stopped crying relatively soon, but continued to sniff and hick up.
We got loaded in the car and headed home. I could tell the medicine was wearing off, she was starting to get hot again. By the time we got home, she was lethargic. I knew it had been a long day. She hadn't napped at all. She had just been through a serious traumatic experience. She cuddled in my arms for a while. And then like clockwork, the medicine had kicked in and she was perky again. She finally went to bed around 9.
She woke up twice. The second time, just coming to bed with us. Which is horrible. She thinks its fun to sleep sideways in the bed. So we constantly have arms or legs poking us! The fever didn't spike back up when the advil wore off this morning, although it was still high.
I'm waiting on the results of the lab work. He said we should here something by this afternoon. But since we were so late getting them, it wouldn't surprise me if we didn't hear anything until tomorrow.
I'm on pins and needles. I'm trying not to over think it. I already googled it. So, I know what to expect. And like he said, its probably not serious, and hopefully there is a simple solution to this. Or hopefully and explanation.
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