P had a fever over the weekend. It’s the first time she has had a fever of 104 and been lethargic. Usually it’s mild fever but her behavior remains the same. It started on Saturday morning and lasted until Monday night. We kept it at bay with Tylenol, rarely used in our home.
It was really scary mainly because I don’t know what to do. Couldn’t figure out what was the cause; a cold, teething or earache. Seems it was a cold maybe in combo with teething. Earache was ruled out when I gently swiped her ears with a q-tip and there was no flinching or pain.
Today she has small, faint spots all over her chest and back. I’m guessing it’s a bit of the reaction from the high heat. She’s still a bit out of it but good overall.
Fevers freak me out. I’ve heard that children can suffer from organ or brain failure due to an untreated fever. It just freaks me out. I know mothers of multiple kids have probably gone through so many fevers it’s like dealing with a runny nose. But to me, with my first, it feels like the world is crumbling apart.
Which brings me to the doctor on-call this weekend…… Pediatricians need to come to terms with the fact that their patients aren’t the kids it’s the parents with the kid. And, it’s not what you say, it’s how you say it. Can’t stand it when the doctor on call makes you feel like you’re interrupting their weekend plans for something stupid. I don’t give a shit doc! My kid trumps your weekend plans any day of the week including Sunday!
