Why is it that…
– I only run into my neighbors hot doctor son when it’s been one of ‘those’ nights/mornings. Seriously, S has been sick for days, A got it yesterday and was up at 4:45 this morning. I was outside in yoga pants and a sweatshirt, dirty greasy hair in a messy ponytail and probably still had frosting on my face from the cupcake I ate for breakfast. Now he’ll never knock on my door and sweep me off my feet.
– The doorbell only rings when the toddler has underwear on her head? I so wonder what the neighbors think of us.
– Your kid pukes all over the car when there is no place to pull over and clean up. This is of course on the way home from the doctors office where they pronounce her perfectly healthy. God damn liars.
If you had asked me years ago if finances would ever stand in the way of my child’s health I would have said hells to the no. And I probably still would say that. But just today, I chose not to fill a prescription because it was expensive and no medical professional could tell me if it would actually help her.
Any time S gets a cold, it settles in as a nasty cough. So nasty that she usually spends about 15 minutes each morning puking up mucus. I feel terrible for her but have gotten to the point where I don’t even take her to the drs for it because they tell me its just a cold and it needs to run its course. They say (and I agree) that it will get better once she learns how to blow her nose better. That moment can not happen soon enough.
But this weekend her cold came with a fever, which is unlike her. And she didn’t want to eat. And didn’t sleep well. The best advice our pediatrician ever gave me is when you’re kid isn’t eating or sleeping normally, somethings up so bring them in. It’s a good rule of them when you’re having those “should I go to the dr” thoughts. So off to the dr we went.
Long story short, she’s got a nasty cold. Ears, throat, and lungs are all clean. They actually did 3 pulse ox on her because the first one came up funky but she’s fine. I then asked (like I always do), if there was anything I could give her to help her sleep at night. Because if she gets a good night sleep, she can handle the cold during the day. When she’s up every 30-45 minutes coughing, she’s a wreck. And I got the same party line about cough suppressant not being effective in preschoolers. I should prop her up and use a humidifier. OMG….I never thought of that.
Then she said she could give me an rx for an a.lbuterol inhaler. I must have made a face (well I know I did) because she asked if I had any concerns about it. I said it’s an asthma medicine and did they think she had that. She said no, that it probably wouldn’t help too much but it could theoretically help open her bronchial passages.
I get home and check the price of this with our new insurance. Hmmm…drop a significant amount of money on a medicine that may or may not work? Now if we were talking something serious, it’d be a no brainer. But it is a cough. And this isn’t even her worse cough. She’s only thrown up mucus once. It’s just not worth it.
And here is where I start to feel like a terrible mom. Am I really putting a price on my daughter’s health? Apparently yes. And then I think all the other people forced to put a price on their kid’s health. Because we’re relatively well off. We’ve got insurance, hubby has a good job, if needed I could work more. Yet we still make these decisions. I know we can’t be the only ones.
So poor S will probably be up coughing tonight. Hopefully the benedryl knocks her out enough so she can get a decent chunk of sleep. And I know it’s a cold that will be over a in a few days, they don’t last forever. And I’m incredibly thankful that we don’t have to make these decisions about major health issues.