Nathan came home from daycare last Thursday because of a fever and throwing up. Since he was acting really lethargic and I had "mommy intuition," I took him to the doctor.
First they checked his urine. And might I say, for a toddler who is still learning to go potty, Nathan peed in a cup like a champ.
Next they drew blood. His white cell count was 25,000 (normally it should be no more than 10,000). So the doctor's moved on to a strep test. Which was negative.
We next headed to Rutherford Hospital for a chest x-ray and another blood test. You do not know hell until you've tried to explain to a 2-year-old why people he's never seen before are trying to stick a sharp object into his arm to draw blood. He cried, I cried.
We then went back to the doctor's office for antibiotic shots.
Friday we headed back to the doctor for results. Chest x-ray was clear, so was the blood panel. So more antibiotic shots and another blood test. We were instructed to come back on Saturday to check levels again.
Somewhere between Friday and Saturday's doctor's office visits, Nathan began to drool quite a bit and I noticed he wouldn't swallow. Long story short, it turns out he has a sore throat.
So the doctor mixed up a "magic mouthwash." After doing research on this, it is no more than Benadryl, Motrin and Maalox mixed in equal parts. But boy did it work like a charm.
I'm happy to report Nathan is back to his usual self (which includes frequent use of the word "no" these days.) I'd rather have him telling me no any day than have him feeling as bad as he did last week.