(You can catch up on G‘s story right here: A Third Baby, Fighting Panic, Connecticut to Oklahoma, You’ve Got the Job, The Birth Story, 95 Degrees, She struggles to breathe, I struggle to walk., The Liquid Diet, Not Enough Oxygen, Getting Out of There, Let’s Party!, Fitting Our Lives into a Minivan, Finding a Home, Remarkably Unremarkable, The Fever and the Screaming)
I should probably mention that I do NOT like going to the pediatrician’s office. For the most part, I have really blessedly healthy children (even the former micropreemie), and I’m definitely not one to head to the doc for any little sniffle or cough.
So, I must admit that I felt kind of sheepish and stupid waltzing in the door a mere two days since the last day I was there. I mean, they had checked her ears, nose, lungs, and run the urine test– she was fine, right?
But, while a fever is a sign that the body is fighting infection– and that’s a good thing– a fever that soars well over 103 for days on end and that comes with screaming, doubling over pain is just NOT good, in my opinion.
So there we were again.
They had gotten us in with our regular pediatrician this time and she prepared to look G. over. Right before she started though, Dr. A. popped his head in.
“I just got the results from the lab. The culture grew: it IS a UTI.”
Okay then! While I wasn’t happy at all about my little girl having a blasted urinary tract infection (I’ve had ONE in my life and I still remember the misery), it was so, so good to have an answer. With mine, I know they put me on a hefty antibiotic and I was doing tons better within 24 hours. I wanted the same for her.
It turns out that it wasn’t that simple at all.
Oh, we definitely left with a scrip for antibiotics. And, as it turns out, they would help her get better very quickly. But that’s not the only prescription our doctor wrote that day.
She sat down across from me, looked down for a moment, then raised her eyes to mine,
“The thing is,” she started out, “I don’t know if Dr. A. mentioned that urinary tract infections are rare in babies.”
She continued, “I know you’d think they’d be common, since they basically sit around in their urine and feces, but that’s just not the case. They’re rare. And, so, when we see a UTI in a baby so young, we always order some tests. I’m going to have our office manager schedule a VCUG and ultrasound for G. We want to rule out kidney reflux.”
I looked into my sweet daughter’s big eyes.
We had one answer.
But there were still more questions…
[Note: You all have left such sweet, compassionate comments for me! I want to be sure to make it clear that this story is two years old at this point-- we got the answers we needed (and I'll be sharing that part of the story next week) and, as many of you already know, G. is currently a healthy, thriving 3yo, so you at least know that much for now. :)]