Time To Call The DoctorBeth Anne Ballance
My kid was totally turd-tastic this weekend with the toddler attitude, making me wonder if he did lines of pixie sticks and rage while he “napped.”
“Nap” as in that picture to the left, which was more a toddler revolution against die cast cars, books, and parental units.
Since Harrison is usually an obedient and sweet kid, this behavior should have been an indicator of a problem rather than my exasperation. His attitude stunk the entire weekend and by bedtime on Sunday night, he was refusing to settle. Begging to be rocked, crying until midnight. We realized that he wasn’t feeling so great but we figured it was allergies (pine pollen in the South is awful this time of year!) so we gave him some Allegra and rubbed baby Vicks on his chest.
This morning he slept in late and then woke up with thick green mucus running out of his nose. It was time to call the doctor but I felt weird doing it…I’d never made the “sick call” as a mom before.
I’m not the mom that calls for every fall or sniffle – I’m more a fan of just letting him ride it out and my kiddo has never had antibiotics. I’m not against them, it’s just that he has not had the need for them. So when I called the doctor this morning, I asked to speak to the nurse.
“Hi, this is Beth Anne. My child woke up with a low-grade fever and thick green mucus, so I am thinking it’s a sinus infection and we should come in.” She gave a little laugh and agreed that yes, it was time to see a doctor. I made an appointment for later this afternoon.
Right now, I’m just trying to keep Harrison comfortable with fever reducers, lots of water, and Lady and the Tramp on DVD. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that the doctor will be able to help him feel better soon!