If you are Facebook friend (if not, why not give us the good old thumbs up?) you probably know that we have been dealing with all kinds of crazy, miserable sickness around here. Quite frankly, I have never seen my three-year-old like this. This weekend he was beyond miserable, crying and then the fever. When a rash developed we knew it was time to take him in. Of course it was Sunday (making him wait another day was out of the question) so to prompt care we went.
Here is the problem with prompt care. I adore our doctor. He is good with the kids and the parents. He always listens and takes into account what we have to say. He never makes us feel stupid or rushed. I don’t want to see a random doctor. I want our doctor! The other problem with prompt care is the bill. Crossing our fingers it is reasonable. Needless to say, we felt this was important enough to take Quinn in on a Sunday, to an unknown doctor and pay more. I sure wasn’t going to be blown off or dismissed.
When the doctor told me it was just a virus, I wasn’t satisfied. I wanted to know more. What virus would produce these symptoms? What other things could it be? The answer to the next question blew my mind!
Could it be Strep?
I don’t know, I didn’t get a good look at his throat.
WHAT! You were convinced it was a virus and were ready to send me out the door after I dragged my sick child here on a Sunday without even getting a good look down his throat! Now I am in full momma bear mode. After she referred to his throat as “a little pink” I insisted on a strep test. I had a feeling it was strep all along. Turns out it was.
Sure it was uncomfortable “challenging authority”. Yes, It made my husband squirm in his seat (literally). Sticking to my mommy instinct and challenging the doctor made me a bit uncomfortable too. Sometimes that just comes with the job. Even the quietest and mousiest of us moms can do a mean mama bear when needed.
I can’t help to think what would have happened if I had just taken the doctor for her word. What if I had gone home thinking it was a virus? How long would I have assumed there was nothing we could do but wait, because it is a virus? By the time I decided to take him back in could it have turned into something more dangerous? Maybe! Despite how uncomfortable it might be, I trust my mommy instincts (and when I don’t…I call my mom). When have your mommy instincts kicked in to save the day? When has the mama bear in you come out?
psst…In case you were wondering, I have Strep and Eleanor has Roseola. YIKES! A long weekend here at the Bray household. Hoping the stomach bug that just ran through my parent’s household stays far, far away!
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