It started with a phone call that Teddy was suspected of pink eye and needed to be picked up from school the Friday before Thanksgiving. That required a visit to the walk-in clinic, of course, to get medication and clearance to go back to school. As an added bonus, we learned he actually had strep throat on top of the pink eye at that visit, so he got prescribed 2 different antibiotics.
You'd think that would be enough to keep him healthy, but nope. We finalized our Thanksgiving plans at 6 p.m. Wednesday night before Thanksgiving, only to have Teddy start vomiting at 8 p.m. After 3 to 4 projectile vomiting sessions, with him completely miserable, Dave took him to the emergency room at 9 p.m. They celebrated (umm, probably wrong word choice) the start of Thanksgiving in the ER, getting home after 1 a.m. after getting fluids, IV anti-nausea meds after throwing up the oral ones and IV keppra.
AJ and I managed to still visit my folks for Thanksgiving, while Dave and Teddy stayed home recovering. Seriously, who gets a 3rd illness while he's being treated for 2 other ones?!?!
That recovery didn't last long, though. We had perhaps a week where Teddy was feeling better before the respiratory illness started. After watching him lay on the floor just staring at us putting up the Christmas tree without causing any trouble or "helping" at all, we knew he was definitely not well. After seeing a temp over 100, along with the lethargy, we headed back to the walk-in clinic for visit #2 within 2 weeks or so.
That visit prompted visit #2 to the ER because we got sent there instead due to his high fever, low oxygen, high pulse and high blood pressure. His temp was over 102 by the time we were in the ER (even after having Tylenol 30 to 60 minutes earlier), and he was miserable. They checked for all the viral illnesses (flu, RSV and COVID) along with a chest x-ray to look for pneumonia or bronchitis given the persistent string of illnesses. All that came back negative, so it was some other virus kicking his butt.
Walk-in and ER visits #2. |
I'm also grateful that the time and effort I've put into therapy this year (particularly EMRD to process his 2 worst seizure episodes) really has made a difference. All these illnesses were the perfect test to see if my anxiety when he's ill improved, and it was a remarkable difference. While it's still no fun with sickness, especially with a non-verbal child who can't tell you how he feels and what hurts, the constant worry about seizures and worst-case scenarios wasn't there.
So here's to hoping to finish the end of the year healthy and that the worst of our winter illnesses are behind us!
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