If you’re reading this blog because you’re in law school, take my advice and drop out now if you’re planning to have kids. Your kids will eventually become ill and you will pay ridiculous sums of money in co-pays. It’s cheaper just to go to med school. Just saying.
This week, I’ve made two trips to the doctor. Both, fortunately, ended well.
Amy had a trip to CHOP for her ears. She got the all clear.
A day or so later, Charlie was off to the pediatrician. He had developed a rash on his elbows and his knees. I feared that it might be molluscum (a virus) as our track record with skin rashes has not been good (his last was scarlet fever, his sister’s last was HSP). Again, the all clear. He has what our pediatrician referred to as “chicken skin” – or keratosis pilaris. It’s common, ugly and harmless. The new pediatrician, however, did not win me over with her clear amusement at my worry over what turned out to be merely a benign rash. When I explained that I’m a little overly sensitive after Amy’s bout with HSP, she laughed and said, “Well, HSP is temporary.” No kidding. But it’s been a sucky temporary six months. And when her daughter is crying out with pain, unable to walk across the room because her legs are so swollen, can’t make a fist because her hands are so swollen, is peeing blood and vomiting forcefully, we can compare notes. Temporary or not, it’s been horrible.
The use of the word temporary may also be a bit more liberal than need be. Yesterday, Amy had a big spot on her arm which we decided was a bug bite. She has been complaining, off and on, that her stomach hurts. She ate practically nothing on Tuesday, which I chalked up to it being a busy week what with her dad coming back and all. She has been sleeping more and more – again, I figured that the last few weeks had merely taken their toll on her.
I thought I saw a few extra spots earlier today but decided that it was just my imagination. After dinner, she turned to me and said, “Mom, my spots are back.” And they were. A number of them up and down her legs. I am just hopeful that the recurrence is relegated to her legs, though I know that’s also wishful thinking. It’s never just spots. I’m expecting the vomit – or something – to start up again any moment. She’s already been unable to go to sleep tonight, complaining of pain in her ears and her head.
So, a lot of good all of those hours in Con Law have done me now… I wish I had gone to med school instead (except for the whole having to become a doctor thing). *sigh*
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Sending hugs and kisses and hopes for the briefest of bouts.