Last night was rough. (I wonder how many posts have started out like that since Ina was born?)
Ina came home from her grandparents’ with a 101.4* fever and acting like she didn’t feel well. Once I gave her some ibuprofen, she went back to normal with the exception of not eating much dinner.
I should also note that I convinced her to take the ibuprofen (which has always been a battle) by calling it “princess purple juice” and pretending to swallow it and turn into a princess by twirling, twisting my hair, and singing. She of course loved it and has never taken medicine so fast. Oh the things I will do for that kid.
However, when bedtime came she wasn’t having it. She just kept rolling around, saying, “ow” and “all done, night night.” When I asked her what hurt she would say weird things, like her back (because my back hurt a few days ago) and her armpit (because she likes when I kiss her armpit).
As soon as the ibuprofen wore off she was awake again with a fever. This time I gave her some ear pain drops and some ibuprofen, and she is finally restfully asleep.
So, the question is, and always has been when she is sick: Do I take her to the doctor?
I have taken her when I was positive she had an ear infection, and she didn’t, which wasted our time, the doctor’s time, and our $25 co-pay. But I have also put off going for a few days, only to find out that she did in fact have an infection and I had been ignoring it.
I think the fact that I am a health care professional adds even more to my mental battle because I feel extra silly if nothing is wrong and extra incompetent if something is wrong and I ignored it. One of my girlfriends who I went to school with bought an otoscope, so she could look in her son’s ear to see if he had an infection. I think that is a great idea and will likely order one today.
I admit that I am a paranoid mom. I don’t know if that is because of the way Ina was born, or if I would be paranoid regardless. The first few weeks of her life I was ready to take her to Children’s Mercy more than a few times, for nothing. Since that I have gotten better, I think.
I will leave you with a few random pictures from yesterday:
- My sunshine breakfast of yellow pepper, corn, eggs, and a peach. Have you tried corn in eggs yet?
- I squeezed in a short workout during lunch - but it was obviously effective judging by my red face and my sore legs today
- Our dinner last night - I used this recipe, but instead of stuffing the squash, I just chopped it up into tiny pieces and made a casserole.
Dan was very skeptical at first and gave me the “what on Earth are you trying to feed me” look. However, he took one bite and was a quinoa squash casserole convert.
- Ina drinking from the OJ container. Hopefully she isn’t contagious?
I hope you have a great weekend!