This Week Was Brought to You by Amoxicillin

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Just in case we were getting too comfortable, or good at, our daily routine, Jack decided to get sick.  Granted, I knew this would happen shortly after he started school.  He's been there for 3 weeks.  Frankly, I'm surprised it took this long.  That, plus the fact that his hands LIVE in his mouth right now, except for when they are touching germ-ridden things, makes his nasty cold not a surprise.


I am a little bit surprised, though, that I ended up taking two non-consecutive sick days this week as a result of said cold.  Granted, I know that I can't take the day off every time the munchkin gets a cold (particularly when he has no fever, which is the X factor for attending school).  However, it's his first cold, which means it's my first cold, which means I really want to make sure everything goes right.

Synopsis of my week:

Monday -- I am out sick.  I take Jack and I to our respective doctors.  This takes 5 hours to accomplish.  In an ironic twist, I get Amoxicillin; Jack does not.  Pediatrician is pretty sure he's on the way to kicking the cold.
Tuesday -- Work.  Jack seems to be getting better.
Wednesday -- Work.  Jack seems to be getting worse. 
Thursday -- I am out sick.  Jack and I go back to the pediatrician, who confirms that he is not, in fact, better, and prescribes Amoxicillin.  (In an ironic twist, I never filled my prescription for mine, because getting to the pharmacy while working full time with a cranky baby is difficult.  However, despite this laisez faire attitude toward my health, I am now better.)  Pediatrician waives my copay and apologizes for hauling us back in -- he just wanted to see Jack again because he's so young.  We love our pediatrician.

Perhaps the most notable event of the day, though, involves our wait in the doctor's office.  I fed Jack a bottle while we were waiting.  He took it contentedly.  He belched vigorously.  I felt like a champion mother on display.  That is, right until he spit up with volcanic force.  Horrified, I watched as the spit up covered my shoulder, cringed as it made a Batman-style "SPLAT!" on the floor, and gasped when I realized it had also sloshed into my open purse/diaper bag. 

Friday -- To be determined.

(Sigh)  Happy Almost-Friday, y'all.

Heather

4 comments:

  1. OY. And yes, it could be worse. He could have gotten sick sooner. Good luck with the meds, honey.

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  2. Aww, poor Jack! I hope you both have a better weekend. It seems like a lot of babies have been getting sick over the past two weeks... something must be going around!

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  3. Hey woman, take your meds too! Jack needs a healthy momma! I hope Jack and mommy are feeling better soon!

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  4. Ampicillin is a pain medication but is not as strong as hydrocodone. Ampicillin for mild pain when components do not cause any side effects to hydrocodone difference you can become addicted to it.

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Thursday, June 24, 2010

This Week Was Brought to You by Amoxicillin

Just in case we were getting too comfortable, or good at, our daily routine, Jack decided to get sick.  Granted, I knew this would happen shortly after he started school.  He's been there for 3 weeks.  Frankly, I'm surprised it took this long.  That, plus the fact that his hands LIVE in his mouth right now, except for when they are touching germ-ridden things, makes his nasty cold not a surprise.


I am a little bit surprised, though, that I ended up taking two non-consecutive sick days this week as a result of said cold.  Granted, I know that I can't take the day off every time the munchkin gets a cold (particularly when he has no fever, which is the X factor for attending school).  However, it's his first cold, which means it's my first cold, which means I really want to make sure everything goes right.

Synopsis of my week:

Monday -- I am out sick.  I take Jack and I to our respective doctors.  This takes 5 hours to accomplish.  In an ironic twist, I get Amoxicillin; Jack does not.  Pediatrician is pretty sure he's on the way to kicking the cold.
Tuesday -- Work.  Jack seems to be getting better.
Wednesday -- Work.  Jack seems to be getting worse. 
Thursday -- I am out sick.  Jack and I go back to the pediatrician, who confirms that he is not, in fact, better, and prescribes Amoxicillin.  (In an ironic twist, I never filled my prescription for mine, because getting to the pharmacy while working full time with a cranky baby is difficult.  However, despite this laisez faire attitude toward my health, I am now better.)  Pediatrician waives my copay and apologizes for hauling us back in -- he just wanted to see Jack again because he's so young.  We love our pediatrician.

Perhaps the most notable event of the day, though, involves our wait in the doctor's office.  I fed Jack a bottle while we were waiting.  He took it contentedly.  He belched vigorously.  I felt like a champion mother on display.  That is, right until he spit up with volcanic force.  Horrified, I watched as the spit up covered my shoulder, cringed as it made a Batman-style "SPLAT!" on the floor, and gasped when I realized it had also sloshed into my open purse/diaper bag. 

Friday -- To be determined.

(Sigh)  Happy Almost-Friday, y'all.

Heather
 
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