"I've never seen a child react so violently to me looking at their ears before," said Dr. Child, the Ear Nose and Throat doctor at Molly's ear tube check up this week. She screamed. She whipped around. It took 3 of us to hold her down, but that wasn't even enough. "It's like trying to see into an earthquake," was his next comment.
All he was trying to do was look in her ears with the normal otoscope. It was nothing invasive or painful. It was just Molly!!
After a minute or so, he sent us down the hall to some type of pressure booth. It still took 3 of us to hold her down, but apparently the pressure gauge thing doesn't require as much accuracy as the otoscope, so he could get the information he wanted without actually seeing in her ears.
The verdict: Infection. Ugh. She hasn't had an infection or required any drops since one right after she got the tubes in. I hadn't even noticed any green goo coming out of her ears this time.
"Do you think she'll let you put drops in her ears?," was the doctor's question to me. Um . . . I doubt it. Didn't you just see how she reacted? "Ok, then I'll give you a prescription for drops." Thanks. "I'll also give you a prescription for an oral antibiotic in case the drops don't go well."
We've been trying the drops, but not as diligently as the prescription calls for. James cradles her against him and I put the drops in. She screams. If we're both not around, we can't do it. I tried to sit on top of her on the floor one day, but my extra hand was holding her flailing arms and I need a third hand to hold her head. Ugh. I feel like we're terrible parents. Oh well. What do we do?
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Hyrum HATED those dang things. Still does. You would have thought the nurse was coming at him with a chainsaw.
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