In my previous post, I mentioned that it seemed as if Lindy had an allergic reaction to the hay or something at the pumpkin patch. Well, yesterday morning when I woke her at 8:00 to get ready for church she was burning up and her eyes and face were swollen. She was blotchy and itchy elsewhere but with a dose of Tylenol and Benadryl, things seemed to get better. I felt certain that I'd be paying a visit to her pediatrician on Monday.
When she got up at 4:30 from her nap she was on fire and she looked like Will Smith in the scene from Hitch when he has an allergic reaction to shellfish. Her temp was 104.8 and she was COVERED with welts/hives. Her eyes were nearly swollen shut and her hands and fingers nearly doubled in size. I was scared because her temp was so high and she was so itchy and miserable. If you've had hives or an allergic reaction of some sort you know how it can make you a stark raving lunatic. It is terribly uncomfortable. I gave her Motrin, Benadryl, and called the Ask-a-Nurse. It took quite a while to get a return call but after her questions she recommended we "not delay until tomorrow" and head to the ER.
Blotchy but a bit better...
It was really amazing how quickly the Benadryl worked to clear things up. (None of these pictures were taken at her worst.) When the doctor finally saw Lindy she thought it was most likely a virus or an allergic reaction to something. However, to be on the safe side she wanted to check to ensure she didn't have an infection. That meant testing her urine. That meant inserting a catheter. My heart sunk...
Waiting to see the doctor...
Lindy was such a trooper. She HATES going to the doctor and has total white coat syndrome. However, in the scheme of things she did so well and was quite brave. She doesn't have an infection and will be on steroids for a few days as well as Benadryl and Motrin as needed.
Waiting for test results...
Our prayer is that this will pass quickly and that whatever it is will go away and never come back. At this time I am so thankful for the little bit of "momtuition" and "dadtuition" that kicked in. I will admit I have fear I'll be too easy going and that I won't know what to do if something is wrong or when to escalate the issue. That's a total pride issue. As I think about it, I guess it is never wrong to call for help, even if it means sometimes I may look like a nervous, over-cautious first-time mom. Please pray for Lindy's healing. Thank you.
