The Trouble With Faith

Or, How Raisin’s Mommy Lost the Last Shreds of Her Sanity in Just 5 Days.

Saturday: urgent care. Diagnosis: pinkeye. Could be viral, could be bacterial. No problem, I can handle this. Either the drops will help, or it will clear up on it’s own. I believed.

Sunday: emergency room. Diagnosis: croup. This means the pinkeye is viral. Slightly scary, but doctor says we caught it early, and they give steroids that will hopefully prevent a more serious attack. Should clear up on its own after that. I believed.

Monday: at home. No new problems, so Raisin must be recovering, right? Sure.

Tuesday: at home, fever is 103. No appointments available with regular doctor, so back to urgent care. Diagnosis: secondary bacterial infection because immune system was weakened by the virus. (It seems she has a double ear infection, bronchitis, a new round of bacterial pinkeye, and possibly strep throat. $%&#.) Still, I believed in the power of the antibiotics, and it was a relief to be able to do something more concrete.

Wednesday: at home, still. Again, hoping for a day of rest so Raisin can recover. She starts throwing up, her mommy throws a tantrum. I’m running out of faith, calling the clinic in tears, moments away from insisting that SOMEONE in the medical profession had better $%&#ing FIX my child RIGHT NOW. Diagnosis: it could be a reaction to the antibiotic, but it’s too soon to tell.

Then, Raisin looks over at me and says, “Mommy, what doing? I hungry.” So she eats some grapes. All of a sudden, she’s almost 100% back to normal. I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck. This parenting thing is, like, hard, dude.


About Grape

I've got the world's best kids and husband. Great house, steady job. I'm living the American dream. The trick is to appreciate it. I'm working on that part.
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3 Responses to The Trouble With Faith

  1. Rude Cactus says:

    No one tells you how hard it is…and no one really can. Its something you find out all by yourself the hard way. Glad things are getting back to normal.

  2. Jane says:

    Holy crap, you poor woman. Hope you are all feeling better now!

  3. Julie says:

    She threw up again this morning. I almost stabbed myself in the eye with a letter opener.

    DH is home with her now, and he says she seems better. Again.

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