Last night was the first time I truly wanted to take Mason's place because he really has never had any significant problems or been in severe pain. And really he wasn't in severe pain. He just itched, which is one more reason why I am taking the side of the doctor from today.
A few days ago Mason had four "spots" appear on his right arm and right cheek. I thought oh great, he is getting chicken pox, here we go. Clearly it wasn't that. The next day those spots became bites to us, the docs that we are. So we went with that and put some anti-itch cream on them. Then there was last night....
DRAMA, let me tell you. The brown recluse, it had to be, because one bite was starting to open up in the center. After checking WebMD the conclusion was we should at least call the ER. That phone call lead me and Mason waiting, waiting and waiting for a doctor to check out the now infection that the nurse thought it might be. As I waited I told Michelle they thought it might be an infection, no big deal, right?
Michelle decided to call me back and tell me the severity of MRSA staph infection. Lets just say this is NOT GOOD! I told Michelle, ok, but the nurse just said that, he hasn't been seen yet. I started to get a little concerned.
My concern rose to total helplessness and hysteria when the ER doc walked in and just looked at Mason and said- MRSA staph, we need to treat this right now. Only to then walk out, not asking any history, to get an antibiotic. And off we went with strict orders to see the doctor daily until this goes away and keep him away from basically everyone and everything because this is highly contagious.
We arrived home at 1:30 and Mason finally fell asleep at 2:00. Only to be woken up by an antibiotic he couldn't keep done. So we gave him another dose by order of the hospital and slept on the couch the rest of the night (until 6AM when MJ woke up).
Frantically this morning we rushed MJ over to Gina's so she wouldn't get infected and made the doctor appointment for 9:10. While I waited for the appointment Michelle called me again to tell me that she just talked to a nurse at the Children's Hospital in Seattle. She gave me a long list of things to do and said if he does not get good care we need to bring him up there.
My nerves were jumping as we waited to see the pediatrician this morning. And as he walked in I could see in his eyes that everything was going to be ok. He said, looks like some spider bites there Mason. He knew that I was in total panic mode and recognized he couldn't convince me to relax. What he didn't know is that for the past six months we have been in limbo because our pediatrician left, nobody has been able to take Dr. Weber's place until now.
Dr. Hetrick is amazing. He actually drew circles around the bites and told me if the redness goes outside the circle I can call him anytime. I don't think I need to call. Looks like he'll be just fine.
Here is our proof:
