Reserved Parking...

You know how when you spend a lot of time at a certain place it can begin to feel like a home away from home?  Well, for the past couple of weeks that has been our pediatrician's office ;p  Last week I had Ruby there twice due to her high fever and sore throat, which got worse after I took her in on Monday so I took her back on Wednesday.  She thankfully started feeling SO MUCH BETTER Wednesday evening...just in time for John and the kids to get back from Charlotte :)  So much for all the projects I had hoped to complete while they were gone!

Then Sunday night Max started complaining of ear pain and drainage.  Abby had a case of swimmer's ear so we used some of her drops on him.  This was NOT fun and from past experience (using the drops after his numerous ear tube surgeries) I expected I'd have a fight on my hands trying to get them in his ear...Max met my expectations and beyond!  I got him into the pediatrician's office on Tuesday because his ENT didn't have an appointment available until next Thursday.  He was diagnosed with a "bad case" of swimmer's ear.  The Dr. prescribed drops which would require 4 drops TWICE A DAY.  I was tempted to ask if I could just drive Max downtown twice a day for the next 7 days to let the Dr. do it.  I didn't want him to think I was a coward though so I didn't ask ;p

The funny thing was, when I called to make the appointment for Max, the receptionist took his name then she got quite for a second and said, "You are here ALL THE TIME!"  She mentioned the two appointments the week before and then the appointment I made for Max.  I said, "Yeah, and I'll be back Monday for Abby's 6 year check-up".  She laughed and told me I might as well bring a pillow and just stay...I did ask if I could get a reserved parking space right out front though :)

The drops have been a nightmare and he has been on round the clock Motrin for the pain and swelling in his ear.  I had to call the after hours nurse Tuesday night because Max just couldn't sleep at all through the pain and the Motrin was wearing off about an hour before I could give him another dose.  He also started running a fever.  The wonderful nurse (they are the nicest ladies when a frantic parent calls in the middle of the night...I've never felt like I was bothering them at 3 in the morning when they would have to call me back) said it would probably take 2-3 days before he really started feeling better. 

I was driving Max around last night from 1-1:30am because he woke up in a lot of pain (and he tends to yell and scream through his pain) and he wasn't due for another dose of Motrin until 1:30.  He was able to get back to sleep right afterwards though and only fussed a couple more times before sleeping until 7:30 this morning :)  Ironically, my child that had the worst case of swimmer's ear is the same child that won't even put his head underwater at the pool ;)

Of course in the meantime Lucy had woken up and I found her in our bed with john when Max and I got back from our "road trip".  I went to sleep on the living room couch and caught some Z's for about 30 minutes before she woke up yelling and crying for me...yes...daddy was RIGHT THERE NEXT TO HER!...so when I got my tired body up the stairs I found that she had wet the bed ;p  It was one of "those" nights!  Good thing for me I had a job interview at 9 this morning!