Early Wednesday morning Archer woke up with a smoldering fever. Two
days later it was still going strong so for the second time in a week,
we took Archer to his pediatrician to figure out what was ailing our
poor son. This last month has been a coldisaster for all of us.
First mad cow disease, then Avian Bird Flu, etc, etc. But this week was
the worst of it. When I woke up to tend to Archer's fever, I found that
I was also sick. Again? Damn! Archer wasn't eating or moving. He just wanted to cuddle in my lap and watch Little Einsteins for 67 hours straight. Brutal, man. Brutal.
No offense to Disney (or...) but Little Einsteins is the most annoying
show I've ever seen (minus the intro song which is EXTREMELY catchy)...
But Archer loves it. And sick children get what they want. (That's kind
of one of the unspoken rules of parenting I am finding.)
Friday
I put the call into the pediatrician, feeling like one of those crazy
parents who takes their kids to the doctor every five minutes.
"Heh, hello. It's me again. Archer's mom. So... Archer's really sick... again. And I swear he's really sick and I'm not just..."
"Hold please."
Archer represents hair metal and snot!
We were asked to come in right away and Archer's pediatrician went straight for the ears.
"Aha! Just as I suspected! His ears? Well they're infected." (That rhymed!)
"No!"
"Yes."
Our doctor turned her attention to the giant poster of "The Inner Ear" on an elephant-wallpapered wall.
"Here
you have a normal eardrum. Nice. Healthy. Pink... And here you have
Archer's eardrum: white, swollen, pussing all over the place."
I
inspected the pus-filled eardrum with the pediatrician for a good
minute, as she explained what happens when a child gets sick and then
gets better and then gets sick again and how it often times leads to an
ear infection. She said a lot of other stuff too but I didn't really
understand what she was talking about. I just knew we were in trouble. (Sad face.)
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