We were so looking forward to going to Florida this coming week, but that’s no longer a possibility. Namine has suffered some complications due to her broken leg, and her orthopedic doctor has instructed her not to travel.
Things often don’t go as planned. This weekend was one of those things.
We haven’t been to the ER this many times in so few weeks in a long, long time. Hopefully, this weekend has seen the end of it.
I’ve lost count of how many times Namine has thrown up today. It was supposed to be a fairly normal appointment day, with Jessica taking her mom to get a blood draw, then one for herself and for Namine. How strange it must seem that that constitutes “normal” for us, but the day ended up being anything but.
Kids, this has been one crazy year. I can assure you, never did we think at the start of it that Namine would have endured half the stuff she has, to say nothing of getting a prosthetic and having heart surgery.
When Jessica gets sick, we hope she doesn’t need to be put on antibiotics because she’s allergic to so many. Namine has quite a few medical allergies, but not as many as Jessica. Yet.
After such a busy day yesterday, we thought that today would be a little more relaxed. We were wrong. Namine woke up this morning with a barky cough. The pediatrician’s office is closed on Sundays, and the Children’s Hospital Urgent Care (both in New Berlin and located on the CHW campus) don’t open until 11:00 on Sunday mornings. Fortunately, Namine was not having difficulty breathing, so we were able to wait until Urgent Care opened. We were glad we didn’t have to take her into the ER.
We took Namine in to see her ENT doctor today. She’s been complaining of her ear bothering her, so we feared the worst: an ear infection. Fortunately, that turned out to not be the case.
We gave Namine a couple days off from the prosthetic, if only to give her a chance to recuperate from whatever infection she might have. So when Namine wore it today, we didn’t expect her to keep it in for five hours. (For reference, the most she’d tolerated before today was three hours.) And on top of that, to eat with it in – which had given so much trouble – well, I can only say that my daughter amazes me.
Namine was feeling much better by the time we got home from the urgent care clinic. At that point, it was quarter of eleven, so we ate our Fazoli’s and put her to bed. She was happy to go.