I seriously feel like I live at the pediatrician's office. There was a period of 7 weeks last winter that we were in there once a week. Micah had a cough, Ethan had an ear infection, then pinkeye, Micah needed shots, etc., etc. I worry sometimes that the office staff or even the doctor is going to think I'm paranoid. I really don't think I am, though. Well, maybe once. When Ethan was 3 months old he threw up twice in a row so I took him to see the pediatrician. That one time the doctor seemed a little irritated, but not since. They really are very nice. Anyway, 3 weeks ago I had to go back. Ethan had this crust on his scalp that had been there several months. I thought it was dandruff, so we switched shampoo and then went to using Head & Shoulders all the time, but nothing worked. I still thought maybe it was just dry scalp or something, but it had been so long I thought I'd better call the doctor. While we were in the waiting room, Micah was looking at the fish and I saw the same crust on his scalp. Uh-oh. The doctor's diagnosis for both kids? Ringworm. I know - disgusting, right? It's not actually a worm, it's a fungal infection. I think I would rather it be a worm because it takes a long time to get rid of fungal infections. 40 days of pills twice a day for both kids. Fortunately, we've been able to crush it up and put it in their milk and they don't notice. Anyway, about 2 weeks after the ringworm visit, Ethan came down with a fever and started crying about his ear hurting. I hated going back so quickly, especially since when I called the receptionist knew who I was and said good-naturedly, "Were y'all just in here?" I said, "Yeah, I feel like we live there," so she would know (hopefully) that I'm not crazy and I think these visits seem excessive, as well. Her response was, "Ah, the joys of having 2 kids." Ethan's ear was very infected; so bad, in fact, that the doctor could barely see his eardrum. We left with lollipops, a prescription for antibiotics, and a sigh of relief for Mommy. See, I wanted to announce to the waiting room? I'm not crazy! My kid is really sick!
I don't know why I feel like I'm putting the doctor out by taking my kid to see him. I mean, that's what he's there for - to treat sick kids. I can't expect myself to take care of every medical problem. I can deal with a 24-hour bug, a cold, or minor cuts and scrapes. But I can't see inside their ears, nor can I diagnose ringworm. I didn't go to medical school, for crying out loud! Is this just part of the "supermommy" disease? Or is it my southern upbringing - be a quiet "lady" and don't bother anyone? What IS that? I'm still taking my kids to the doctor for scalp crust and ear pain, though, no matter how often I have to go to that germy place.