Steve got up Friday morning and said, "Ok that's it. Call the doctor. That kid hacks all night." Brooke has had a dry, barky, slightly croupy cough for a week +. We've done her albuterol inhalers, but haven't seen too much improvement. I thought about trying allergy meds, but hadn't gotten around to it yet. She acts fine. Just hacks a lot!
So we got into her pediatricians office. Her MD was busy and we saw another one. She was a very nice person. Appeared very intelligent. She said Brooke's lungs were very tight and wheezy. So they did two nebs and ended up prescribing steroids. Brooke has a pulmonologist that she saw in the fall. That MD said her testing was questionable for asthma and they put her on an inhaler that she should be on daily. I don't do well with questionable diagnosis. And I don't do meds for questionable reasons. So the MD on Friday asked why she wasn't taking her Qvar every day. I explained why and she said, "I bet she's had a rough winter because you haven't been doing it. Look she had pneumonia in March." So many answers went through my head. My devotions this morning was to not look at the negative, but find a positive. So my response was, "this is the best year she had since she was born." She said, "but it could've been better."
I don't know how to take some physicians. You see, I worked in an MD office for 9 years. I know how IRRITATING parents can be. And I can feel myself being an irritating parent. I've been on their side. I spent years giving parents advise, and being upset when they didn't listen. I still have names in my head of parents that drove me nuts! I understand what they are feeling, and I am truly sorry! But now I find myself trying to explain why I don't take advise. Why can't I just listen and follow direction? How hard is it? But it appears I second guess everything. I agreed to the steroids, and we've been doing nebs to help with this cough. (It's pretty easy, the kid sets up her own neb machine :)
Steve and I talked about the Qvar, and we both agree, we'll talk to the pulmonologist when we go in July. We need more information. We need to be sold on what we are doing and why.
Steve isn't convinced the steroids are working yet. She still has a nasty cough. The steroids have had an impact on her A T T I T U D E!!! HOLY MOLY!!! It's horrendous at times. Unbearable! And other times she's sweet as pie. This too shall pass.
As my devotions said, Proverbs 23;7. "For as he thinks in his heart, so is he."
Think positive and you're heart will be as well. I told Steve during one of Brooke's melt downs. "she's alive." That was about as positive as I could be at that point, but it still puts a smile on my face. Preschool ends next week. The twins are EXCITED to start kindergarten. We made it! All the girls have had a great year, and we are BLESSED!!! I'll take it.


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