We Have Achieved Sinus Infection!

We Have Achieved Sinus Infection!

Not this most recent weekend, but the one before it, my best friend flew in from out of state along with her husband, who we’ve never met before. (NB HE IS AWESOME WOW) (And also loves where he lives and will probably never move to the midwest. DAMMIT.) We had a super fun time with them all weekend, including eating out a huge bunch and going to the Museum of Science and Industry. Niko was exhibiting cold-like symptoms, or precursors to cold-like symptoms (cranky, small cough that came and went, sleepy, kind of generally off) and on Sunday he crapped out on us while still at the museum and wound up needing to be toted around by his Tata, head on Nesko’s shoulder. He also mentioned a few times that his stomach hurt and didn’t eat much. We all got home and, while trying to sort out dinner plans, he fell asleep on the couch. Nesko transferred him to bed. He was very warm to the touch and later explorations with a thermometer (he woke up a few hours later interested in dinner, but didn’t eat much) revealed a fever of 103*.

(ACTUALLY, our established dinner plans, involving Italian Beef from a place around the corner, fell through. So we ordered from Noodles Party, a local pan-Asian place with an emphasis on Filipino food. Niko LOVES getting Yakisoba from there, and will inhale almost an entire adult-sized portion of it. He was very excited about his Yakisoba but fell asleep anyway. When he woke up again, stumbling around and still sleepy, he mumbled about not wanting to miss “The Noodles Party.” “I just want everyone to share The Noodles Party. We have to have The Noodles Party!” I heated up his Yakisoba and he sat down and dutifully ate some of it, then crashed again. He’d made it to The Noodles Party.)

On Monday he complained once again that his stomach hurt, adding “what’s UP with that?” and then he barfed all over the floor. ALL. OVER. all over. SO GROSS. He spent most of the day lying limply on the couch. We had big plans for that Monday, since he had off of school, but we spent it watching “Chuggington” on tv instead. UGH FOREVER. I kept him home on Tuesday also, but packed him off on Wednesday, where they called me to pick him up early because he had a coughing jag that turned into an asthma attack. I kept him home Thursday, send him back on Friday and staid with him in class all day so his inhaler would be handy and also it was picture day. He seemed to be doing better, and had no fever, but then this most recent weekend was a tough one. He was sleepy acting, cranky, asking for food and then refusing to eat it, and coughed so much he vomited more than once.

On Monday, Niko was still coughing, enough to wake himself up at night. His eyes were shadowed, almost bruised looking, and his head full of snot. I added up his symptoms, including both complaining outright of a headache and acting like he had a headache (insisting that tv/radios be turned way low, even when he was watching them) and his long running cough, and called the nurse triage number for our clinic. After about ten minutes of questions, she transferred me to the person who sets appointments. That person cheerfully stated we needed to come in RIGHT NOW TODAY.

We set an appointment for 4:00 and I looked up how to get to the clinic’s new address.

Niko went to school as usual, and I did my usual volunteer work upstairs. I picked him up after and we hot footed it to the train. We got to the clinic exactly on time despite missing a train thanks to somebody’s lollygagging, and we saw a different pediatrician than we normally see… one who was brusque and interrupted and felt up Niko’s arm and commented on how he doesn’t have much in the way of arm muscles. Gosh, sorry my FOUR YEAR OLD isn’t all muscled out. What?

Anyway, he diagnosed Niko with a sinus infection (but  not an ear infection, which is surprising given his parents and their history of rampant ear infections) and gave him a prescription for Amoxicillin (“Is he allergic to any antibiotics?” “I don’t know, he’s never had one before, but my entire family pukes if given erythromycin” “Well, let’s avoid that then.”) and a nasal spray, and stuck him with a flu shot to Niko’s horror, and then we went to the library to pick up a book I’ve had on hold for over three months. (I queried what was taking so long for that book and was told it may have “gotten misplaced” but I should keep it in my holds que “in case it shakes loose” which I guess it did.)

Niko had his first dose of antibiotic last night and oh GOSH does he hate it. He tolerates the nasal spray much better, to my delight, and does a huge fake sneeze after taking it. The fakest of sneezes. I gave him another dose of  Amoxicillin this morning and it went pretty terribly until I finally diluted it heavily (which the instructions say is OK as long as the entire dose is taken) and let him sip it through a straw. I then followed up with candy. Because it really does taste gross.

The bruised look under his eyes is already lightened and his appetite has returned, and he’s interested in coloring and playing a little more actively.

This is the first time I’ve taken Niko to the doctor for anything other than a standard check up. It went pretty well. I second guessed myself quite a bit before taking him to the doctor. On the one hand, if it’s just a cold, there’s nothing you can do for a COLD. On the other hand, what if it’s something serious? Niko has asthma, and it’s not uncommon for someone with asthma to get sick and then get a gross cough that lingers for a long time but can be treated with steroids/a different inhaler/etc.  I’m really glad I dragged him in because wow, a sinus infection is pretty awful.

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