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Jun. 8th, 2009 10:07 pmSo, hubby is out of town this week, and my running schedule says I have tonight off. I was all set to curl up with one of the movies I've been wanting to watch (the Donald S ones) or a few episodes of West Wing.
Parents, you're already laughing your asses off and figuring out where I spent my evening.
Toby came home from the park yesterday morning with a small insect bite. But this morning, it was bright red with a big pink blotch around it. Concerned, I googled "tick bite", and while it didn't look like the classic bullseye, there were pictures that sort of matched it. Made an appointment for the doctor and all that, and it did look worse when he got up from his nap.
Plans for tonight included going to Kohl's and going to Wendy's. We were at Wendy's when we ran into a neighbor, who is one of the nicest guys ever married to the absolute nicest woman ever. I asked him if he'd ever seen a tick bite, and he told me about the Minute Clinic at CVS, which I knew about but keep forgetting about. Thinking this would be a great way to figure out if I was just being a paranoid mom, we went there.
The nurse looked at it, kindly didn't charge me for it, and said because it was hard, swollen, hot to the touch, and behind a three year old's ear, we ought to go to the urgent care clinic. So, of course, we did.
I have to say, the wait was not at all intolerable, and the doctors seemed pretty good. I think the bite could have waited for our appointment tomorrow, but given that it kept getting worse, maybe it's better we had it checked out tonight. The doctor says he's not sure what took a bite out of Toby, but it definitely was not a tick bite. He did a few quick checks of glands and lungs and heart and orifices, determined Toby wasn't going to keel over in the next 24 hours, said it was probably some sort of spider, gave us an antibiotic and sent us on our way. He seems like he's completely fine- he's been happy all day, although he napped easily. But still.
So, yeah. First urgent care visit, and first go-round with antibiotics for Toby. What was actually more stressful is that Trevor was up way past his bedtime and a total grouch about it. Not that I blame the poor kid (who did a header earlier today- the doctor actually thought Trevor was the patient at first, not Toby), because I felt like doing the same thing. But all's well that ends well.
::falls over::
Parents, you're already laughing your asses off and figuring out where I spent my evening.
Toby came home from the park yesterday morning with a small insect bite. But this morning, it was bright red with a big pink blotch around it. Concerned, I googled "tick bite", and while it didn't look like the classic bullseye, there were pictures that sort of matched it. Made an appointment for the doctor and all that, and it did look worse when he got up from his nap.
Plans for tonight included going to Kohl's and going to Wendy's. We were at Wendy's when we ran into a neighbor, who is one of the nicest guys ever married to the absolute nicest woman ever. I asked him if he'd ever seen a tick bite, and he told me about the Minute Clinic at CVS, which I knew about but keep forgetting about. Thinking this would be a great way to figure out if I was just being a paranoid mom, we went there.
The nurse looked at it, kindly didn't charge me for it, and said because it was hard, swollen, hot to the touch, and behind a three year old's ear, we ought to go to the urgent care clinic. So, of course, we did.
I have to say, the wait was not at all intolerable, and the doctors seemed pretty good. I think the bite could have waited for our appointment tomorrow, but given that it kept getting worse, maybe it's better we had it checked out tonight. The doctor says he's not sure what took a bite out of Toby, but it definitely was not a tick bite. He did a few quick checks of glands and lungs and heart and orifices, determined Toby wasn't going to keel over in the next 24 hours, said it was probably some sort of spider, gave us an antibiotic and sent us on our way. He seems like he's completely fine- he's been happy all day, although he napped easily. But still.
So, yeah. First urgent care visit, and first go-round with antibiotics for Toby. What was actually more stressful is that Trevor was up way past his bedtime and a total grouch about it. Not that I blame the poor kid (who did a header earlier today- the doctor actually thought Trevor was the patient at first, not Toby), because I felt like doing the same thing. But all's well that ends well.
::falls over::