My poor Ellie is ill. She has been a bit off colour of late, not her normal self. Not eating. Wanting to sleep a lot. Temp. Yesterday, a rash appeared on her legs and, as a mother who has had drummed into her “temperature and rash = hospital” I whizzed her down to the local ER to be on the safe side.
After seeing the Triage Nurse we were seen practically straight away by an unimpressed Doctor who asked me briefly what my concerns were before telling me I should be seeing my local doctor for such things, telling me the medical center I do go to wasn’t sufficient and to not go there. To find a proper doctor.
When he asked how many times Ellie had used the toilet to urinate I answered that it wasn’t as often as normal to which he pressed me for an ‘accurate number’. I was quite dumbstruck. He stood there, all judgmental that I wasn’t keeping track of my toilet trained, four year old’s toileting and I tersely replied that it was actually quite hard to keep track when I have three children.
The whole consult couldn’t have gone for more than 5 minutes. They were a long 5 minutes, in which I was heaped with judgement, ridicule and downright rudeness. He was uninterested and unimpressed from the start, possibly given that I was a ‘worried mother’. And I left shaking with anger, imagining tearing his perfectly placed hair out. I don’t care if he thinks I was a needlessly worried mother, there is no way I was going to sit on my hands and hope it was nothing and as a medical ‘professional’ he should have done the check up without the attitude. He told me nothing and gave her nothing to help her. I will be complaining.
By the time we left, the small rash on her legs had spread to her arms, body and had started on her face.
We’ve since been to a Doctor who has given Ellie her first lot of antibiotics.
I have my fingers, toes, legs and arms crossed that Kahlei and Jasper do not come down with this Viral Illness. I am so completely over the sickness.
Since we moved to the Central West in March this year life has felt a little like a constant illness. Given that 7 – 8 of us are living in close quarters and the girls having started Day Care, I suppose it’s really to be expected, but it has taken so much out of us all.
And it doesn’t matter how often it happens, you never get used to seeing your child pale and sick. Especially when it takes so much out of them.
Has Spring sent the nasties out of your house or are you still struggling like us?
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