A couple weeks ago Kalena came down with a cold (complete with coughing until she puked! Fun times!) Then, several days in she started complaining that her throat hurt. At first I wrote it off as part of the cold, but THEN she started telling me things like “It hurts when I swallow my drink” and “This ice water is making my throat feel worse.” At which point I figured there was probably something more going on. (My actual thought was, “Hmmm. Sounds like strep.”) That was last Friday (the 25th) and although the pediatrician’s office is generally great about getting you in the same day they didn’t have any appointments left by the time I called. My options at that point where to go to urgent care or to wait until the next morning and call again. (They do Saturday appointments, but only same day.) I still wasn’t TOTALLY convinced that it was more than just a sore throat to go with her cold (no fever! other cold symptoms!) so I opted to wait and call Saturday morning. Well, 8:30 am visit and a quick strep test was positive. So antibiotics and no church Halloween party for her.
Daniel had also caught Kalena’s cold and was a runny-nosed mess over the weekend, then on Tuesday took a sharp turn for the worse. Suddenly he was crying inconsolably and refusing to eat or drink anything. Fortunately they got us in before lunch on Wednesday and surprise, surprise! Daniel has strep. Again with no fever and with other cold symptoms. (Also, both of them had a pin-prick looking rash on their torsos. Apparently that’s the precursor to scarlet fever. FUN.) Another prescription for antibiotics and instructions to just call if Will comes down with symptoms. No need for a third visit!
(That visit means I get to continue my 5 year streak of never taking a child to the doctor for a virus. Every sick visit I’ve made has ended in an antibiotic prescription.)
Anyway, I figured 24 hours on the antibiotics and Daniel would be back to his usual chipper self. Oh MAN was I wrong. There has been SO much crying over here. Yesterday he fussed and fussed because I wasn’t getting his breakfast fast enough, then WAILED when I gave it to him. And then threw it all on the floor. Also? Apparently sleep isn’t necessary when you have strep! Why sleep when you can whine and cry and sob until someone picks you up and then thrash around in their arms? It’s been a bad few days is what I’m saying. He seems to FINALLY be getting back to normal today. Fingers crossed it stays that way. There’s been a lot of this going on: