May
2008
Bleargh0
Things have not exactly been smooth this past week-plus-weekend, but they have not been disastrous either. Mom came down with a cold Saturday of the week before last, possibly picked up from her mother, who had been sick for several weeks earlier. Then last night, I pulled a back muscle while taking care of Dorrie, making it hard to stand up and sit down, let alone doing anything that involves being on the floor with Dorrie. And to top it off, it is looking like Dorrie has caught Mom’s cold in spite of our best efforts, as she is needing extra oxygen, she’s cranky, and the secretions we’re getting from her trach are looking more yellow than they usually do. Naturally, the latter issue is our greatest concern.
I called the pediatrician’s office, and the nurse I spoke to recommended going to the emergency room. Anyone who’s read this blog can guess how we feel about that idea. So, we called Dr. Optimist, who has more faith in our caring skills, and she felt that with the change in her secretions, it was time to start treating her with some antibiotics, and that we should have prednisone on hand in case she starts to run a fever. As long as she is not having trouble staying saturated, we can choose to either visit the pediatrician tomorrow, or if she seems stable, we can try to hold out until Dr. Optimist comes down to see her this Thursday. Granted, our luck so far with trying to hold out and hope Dorrie’s condition stays stable hasn’t been good, but we’ll see — I’m not going to jinx things by saying anything predictive.