It has been 2 full weeks of torture. What started out as a case of the sniffles on a Tuesday has turned into a nightmare by Friday! As soon as Jaylyn's usually lower temp went over 99.5 we had a call in to her pediatrician. They treated her as any other baby would have been treated. Checked her ears, nose, throat, and lungs. Dismissed her and her "just a virus". They treated me as any other panicky, over protective 1st time mom would be treated. Only Im not panicky, admittedly over protective, and this is not my 1st rodeo.
The initial strep test done in the office was negative. The specimen sent away was also negative. I was sure to call 1st thing that Monday because Jaylyn was still running a low grade fever. 100.2-100.3. I expressed this concern to the triage nurse when I called about the strep test results and she was sure to rattle off the new textbook perameters of what a fever consists of. Of course this screams to me that she enjoys insulting my intelligence as a peds nurse myself, and that she knows my child better than I do. It didnt seem to phase her that my daughter is "special needs". Has some scary brain abnormalities that most Drs know very little about, or that she has a seizure disorder thar could be exacerbated by fevers. Nope! My daughter is expected to fit in the same box as every other child and nervous mother. Especially with Enterovirus and Ebola scares popping up all over the country! I really wanted to tell her to go EFF herself. But I was nice and went on my soap box as to why I was so concerned and why I was not comfortable with my daughter having these symptoms for so long. I got the technical speech AGAIN about what a fever is. To make matters worse, the very next day this beeyotch calls me back!!! Asks how Jaylyn is doing and then proceeds to tell me that they would like to reevaluate her IF AND ONLY IF her temp is 100.4 or higher. Eff you lady! Thats what I wanted to say. I wound up giving her a half asleep response of "ok" and hung up on her for waking me up. On Friday, I woke Jaylyn up just as her physical therapist had arrived and noticed she had felt warmer than usual. Hot in fact. I took her temp and sure enough it was 100.3! So although technically not a temp by todays standards, the PT had to leave to decrease the chances of her spreading anything to her other clients. I called the pediatrician and fudged a bit on the temp. A tenth of a degree shouldnt make or break my daughter being seen. She was still sick a full 10 days later and a full week after 1st being seen in their office. Sure enough Jaylyn was then diagnosed with a bilateral ear infection and prescribed antibiotics. We filled and started them immediately.
I felt relieved that she was on an antibiotic and should start to feel better! Her fever began to increase. 103 and 104. My fear that these temps may cause a seizure increased too! Alternating tylenol and motrin. Taking her temp what seemed to be a hundred times a day. By her third dose of antibiotics, I was sure she would show improvement. Usually 24 hours after the start of an antibiotic that is the case! Not with Jaylyn. She doesnt quite want to fit into that box either! Her temp was 104! I called her pediatrician and thankfully the on call triage nurse was smart enough to review Jaylyn's chart and history prior to speaking to me. She contacted the on call dr, who was actually Jaylyn's usual pediatrician. She gave us different instructions on alternating tylenol and motrin (made sure I was giving the correct dose...bitch)and advised us that at any time we were not comfortable with the fever situation or if Jaylyn began seizing, to take her to the emergency room. Otherwise thwy wanted to see her back in the office Sunday morning. Jay and I found that to be a ridiculous waste of time and decided that if Jaylyn spiked another temp that we would take her to the Children's Hospital where she receives all of her specialized care.
Well the fever happened, and off we went. Expecting answers and a solution. After all was said and done and a urinary tract infection was ruled out, Jaylyn was sent home with a fever, tylenol and motrin instructions, and instructions to follow up with the pediatrician.
Im starting to think these people do not believe me...again! After all, it took 8 months of convincing to get them to order a brain MRI and we were all shocked at those results! So now we are in limbo day 14 of a fever, and no answers. Also no blood work, or other studies done, or consults with her neuro to rule anything neurological out. Why do I have to tell these people how to do their job?!?! Why do thwy not consider my input? If that was done from the get go, Jaylyn could have been properly diagnosed and treated sooner...but what do I know?!?! Im JUST her mom, right?!?! Something someone told them to read in a book says this is the way things are and every patient is the same...at least that is how it feels. So come Monday when the office is opened, Im sure to get a call requesting to see Jaylyn in thwir office for "follow up". I have been plotting the conversation since we were discharged from the emergency room. I am not going to be nice. I know part of the grieving process is anger. And yes I am still grieving BUT I am also furious at the care or lack thereof. I do not blame othwrs for my daughter's diagnoses, but I hold the pediatricians office responsible for the delay and every time there is the slightest glitch, from confusing her with another patient whos 12 years older and the opposite sex, to documenting on her chart that she takes tegretol when she is prescribed trileptal. See, me being a nurse is a blessing and a curse and I will be ripping someone a new asshole! Wish me luck!
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