I left a message in with Dr. Guselle yesterday, because she is SO good at squeezing us in somewhere short notice. Unfortunately, she wasn’t able to take us this week, but she had consulted with an available resident who had agreed to see us all at once, which they don’t care to do at this new clinic. So we were very grateful to get the kids in to see someone yesterday afternoon!
I’ll admit, I missed the doctors name when he introduced himself, but I felt bad for the guy! Our kids were just trashed. Laela hadn’t napped, and while she doesn’t much anymore these days, she has been VERY dependant on them since getting sick. Everyone was overtired, and sick, and scared, and emotional. The last time we all got so sick for so long, they had all ended up with whooping cough swabs, which go up your nose and down into your throats. I think that memory was in the back of their minds. So I won’t mince words. All three kids cried from the moment the appointment started until the moment it ended. They started before the appointment, actually. They all cried through being weighed and having their temperatures taken.
When the doctors came in, he tried SO hard to make friends with the kids first, but they were not having it. We talked symptoms, and he asked the kids if he could just check them for a few things. And they all bawled. He tried SO hard! He “listened to their shirts” and “looked for bunnies in their ears” and all kinds of things, but when all three were crying overtop of him, there wasn’t much he could do beyond just getting on with things. But he was gentle and soft and loving the entire time.
If you know me, you know I apologized the entire time. He assured me finally that he had a few kids of his own, and this was just what some days sounded like. He said it really wasn’t out of the ordinary at all to have all three cry at once, and don’t I know it!! I really appreciated the calm that he brought, even if the kids didn’t. We found out partway through the appointment that this man works at this clinic literally once day a month, to just add a bit of relief and be an extra set of hands. One. Day. And he got us.
The results were what I was worried about :/ Viral. I kind of deflated when he said that, and he understood. I really really liked his way of doing things, and I genuinely believed him when he said that, if he thought there was anything he could give us to help at all, he would have. But sadly, there wasn’t anything. He did acknowledge that the kids are in rough shape, though. He confirmed there are no ear infections, no strep, and that their lungs are clear, but he said their throats are all in pretty rough shape. He said if they say or do anything that looks like their ears hurt, if their fevers go up, if they wheeze, or if they get any more lethargic than they already are, we are to bring them back in right away.
He walked us out and made sure the kids got stickers and were a bit relieved, which they were. He told them he didn’t like doctors, which I thought was kind of endearing. He got them.
So we left without any real answer or solution, but I’m really glad we went in. So far this morning, Laela is fevered once again, but she’s on her own. Dekker usually fevers later in the day so we’ll wait and see what happens. And Rowan was up for just over an hour before he desperately needed to go back to bed. And they’re all just POURING snot. You guys know how shaggy our kids hair is, and it is just rank, hahaha!! All crusty and vile. Good times.
I’ll leave you with that mental picture, as well as the information that Brady starts our cabinets today!! The kitchen and vanities should be installed by the end of Monday! Eek!