Last winter/spring, we dealt with more than our fair share of ear infections with LG. This was new to me. The Mini has an immune system like mine. Made of titanium alloy and butter. I can count the number of times he’s had an ear infection on two fingers.
Life was miserable, but with the spring, she was fine, and like most kids, had no real illnesses to speak of over the summer. And all was peachy again.
And then the Mini started back to school, and I swear, not five minutes after he got home on the first day, she was fucking sick, AGAIN. Since September, she’s had literally, maybe two good weeks of feeling good. Everyone is miserable and covered in dried snot. While I love her tiny little perfect button nose, I feel as if it’s a detriment to her. How the hell can she even breathe out of that thing? On the other hand, I guess I don’t have to worry about her being able to fit marbles or juice boxes up there. I should probably also never say never.
Now we’re in this hell, of “well let’s try this and see if it works.” She’s like a medical experiment, going through a cycle of drugs to find a band-aid as a solution. Last winter, I was adamantly against tubes. ”She’s too little.” ”I don’t want to put her under any sort of anesthesia.” Researching tubes on Dr. Google was a mixed bag. People either swore by them, or tried to convince you to flee in the other direction, because “OMG AVOID MEDICAL SCIENCE!” I am in the hippie camp of not wanting to do anything medically invasive, choosing chiropractic care (which worked for her, overall and I still believe in), and natural remedies, especially when she was under a year.
But at some point, I finally got over myself, because are tubes really that big of a deal in the grand scheme of things? It’s either that or constant rounds of medication- including antibiotics, which I am not down with. One of the shittier parts of being a parent is weighing over a large decision such as this and wonder if you’re in fact, doing the right thing for them. Case in point, we took LG to an ENT, and she’s just shy of needing tubes. Which is fine…if she doesn’t get any more infections. Instead? Band-aid. He gave us a prescription for Nasonex. Reading the literature, I see things floating by, such as stunted growth, yadda yadda, not studied in children under three, yadda yadda, STEROID. In this game of chicken, I decided that, there was no way in hell I was putting her on this medication when it’s a shot-in-the-dark fix. She’s sick again, for the third time in a month, and the pediatrician gave me Singulair. When does it end?
Now I’m starting to get pissed. Much like the issues we’re dealing with, in regards to the Mini, I no longer want a half-assed solution. I want to fix it. And I want to fix it in a way that is best for both of them, but also in a way that doesn’t compromise my parenting style.
It’s a shame that it takes becoming a parent, to realize your parent were only doing what they thought was best. It’s just figuring out exactly what is best, that’s the hardest part.