I spent 4 hours today at the doctors office with Blake, which is nothing out of the ordinary. It's official though, I am so beyond done! I am done with the sickness, I am done with the waiting, the testing the medicines! I can't do it anymore. So me, blubbering Mom lost it at the doctors office and bawled like a baby!
He was born a healthy 8 lb 12 oz baby...Shorty after he was born it started....and it has NEVER stopped!
He has had:
*A horrible reaction to soy formula along with a bazillion other ones
*Put him on goats milk & doctor said NO so we switched (still don't think we should have listened)
*At 3 months he had RSV and really bad Eczema
*Ear infection & Acid Reflux
*Another appt for eczema and craddle cap
*Upper Respiratory Infection
*Acid reflux & eczema (again)
*Strep Throat
*Ear infection & Upper Respiratory infection
*Another ear infection
*Another Upper Respiratory Infection
*Ear Infection
*Viral Infection
*Ear Infection
*Strep Throat
*Influenza A
*Ear Infection
*Strep Throat
*Mucocele of tongue
*Eczema
* And today cough, eczema, strep
Nobody gets it. (Well I'm sure some Mom's out there do, but no one in my family). Not even my husband. I am the one who stays home for work. I'm the one who spends hours at the doctors office. I am the one who waits with 1-3 whiny impatient children in a little room with all this stuff they can't touch. I am sick of all the testing. The throat swabs, the finger pricks, the nose sucks, the blood draws. Blake hates it. At one point we would pull into the parking lot and he would start crying. He knew that was the place that caused him so much pain. It got to the point where a nurse (a friend of ours) refused to pole him anymore because he had been tortured so much. I am sick of trying to console a screaming baby by myself. I am the one who had to drive a million miles an hour to the hospital praying he wouldn't stop breathing & I would have to revive my son. I'm the one who watches him be crammed into an x-ray machine hysterical. I am the one that has to try to soothe him while they are doing all the testing.
Today they had to draw about 5 ml of blood from his arm to do allergy testing (which I have been asking about forever because of his eczema). They tried one arm for about 5 minutes with me holding him down while he was screaming while they dug around in his arm. That didn't work....So they tried the other arm and it took 3 of us to hold him down and still about 5 minutes to get all the blood they needed. Blake was drenched from my tears. I just wanted to scream at them to stop hurting my baby! No more pain, no more sickness!!!! I AM DONE!
But that's not really a choice. I'm a parent. I can't say I'm done. I can never give up. So I'll sit here for now with my own strep throat, my running nose and cry a little more. Then I'll pull it all together, be there for my kids, do what needs to be done and keep moving forward.
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