When you get a call from the school nurse saying your kiddo is complaining of her stomach hurting and has a low grade temp. As you talk with the nurse, she tells you you probably need to take her to be checked out because she has had kiddos like this who ended up with appendicitis you sigh. Pick her up, talk with hubby and decide that's probably the best thing to do.
So we head on over to Urgent Care, realizing that they aren't open for a few more hours and she is miserable. This realization lands us in the ED after a quick call to her GI also. This is a big deal. Addison HATES anything related to more than a quick Dr. appointment. I don't blame her, but for her to think this was a good idea I knew she wasn't feeling okay. The nursing and Dr. staff were great. We waited a bit but not too long and then they had her back in a room.
It took some convincing, but they were able to get her IV in with minimal stress. Remember, needles are NOT her thing at all. They were ruling out appendicitis, which sent us to get an X-ray.
Xray tech was nice, which helped since she was starting to get tired and still didn't feel well. They let her have some ice chips, which she appreciated.
Surprise this trip, pleasant actually. We had a backup to cleanout. Surprised us all because it kind of came out of no where. Thankfully though they were able to give her something to help start that process. If you had told me before I was a parent that talking about poop would occur EVERY day since having kids I would have looked at you like you were crazy.
But it has. If not with a kid, it's been with another adult. Who knew there was so much to talk about?
We were both super excited (can't you see it on her face??) that this was something we could take care of on our own. Not the way one thinks of celebrating turning 11.
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