So, I have been MIA for the last little while, for good reason, my life has been a roller-coaster merry-go-round of shit and sick and girl scouts and work BS.
My oldest started complaining that her eye hurt at a birthday party on the 6th, then a few hours later she had definite zombie eye and I called our friendly neighborhood hippie doctor, who was not in, so I spoke to her associate. He was a nice dude and called in a prescription. Which was filled at one of the two 24 hour pharmacies in our area WHICH DOES NOT ACCEPT OUR INSURANCE!!!!
So we went next door to the OTHER 24 hour pharmacy which shares a parking lot with the first and they did take our insurance but it took 45 minutes to get the script sent across 20 feet of asphalt and I ended up with three kids at the pharmacy until the wee hours. Fast forward a week.
Pumpkin begins complaining of ear pain and whacking herself in the side of the head. So I take the other two to Mutti's house and carry my semi conscious pumpkin into Urgent care. She has an ear infection, Yay! So after another trip to the pharmacy and paying for two more prescriptions, we go home and try to get everyone into bed because Mommy is tired.
This week is our Accreditation survey at work so the office has been a mad house and I've been elbow deep in paperwork and compliance issues.
Meanwhile Doodle starts a runny nose and begin leaving snail trails all over the house and adorable (read"oh my god! Disgusting!") snot hand prints on the laminate floor. Then Sunshine wakes up crying with a sore throat and at 2 PM yesterday I get a call from Jeeves. "Hey Ninja, Doodle has pink eye now and is still snotting like his brain a struck a leak, can we give him Pumpkin's leftover eye drops?"
So I leave work early to take the tiny broken one to an emergency appointment at the doctors office. (Background: Doodle has not had a clear bill of health since October, Dude has ear issues, and they are persistent.) SO... Doc Hippie starts telling me about how I shouldn't give him Tylenol because he will develop asthma and that "most moms" think their baby has an ear infection and it's just a cold...yada-yada-yada. (The subtext here: "you probably brought this kid in for nothing, bad momma, stupid momma, hypochondriac-momma...")
Then she looks at his eye, which now looks like he's been in a prize fight, and takes a look in the ears and then looks at the chart and says, "Oh, he's been ill for quite a while, antibiotics, and you should take him to see an ENT so we can get this cleared up."
My Internal Dialogue Woman, I KNOW when my kids are sick and I would not put up with your condescending bullshit if I didn't think this kid needed something to help him feel better. If you give me one more bit of lip, I might kick you in the taco. Come on, give me a reason to hurt you.
So, she's typing up the visit notes and referral to the ENT and I say, "I really want him to start feeling better, he's such a happy little guy, I hate to see him feeling so yucky"
And no shit she says to me, "Well, you shouldn't be so upset, your child didn't just get transferred to the hospital via ambulance today, did he?" Suggesting that my concern for my child is not okay and I should just shut up because someone else's child had to go to the hospital.
I was fuming, what an asshole! My kids are legitimately sick and I am being a good and responsible mother, and while I am sorry that another child had to go to the ER; my child is my focus and the severity of his condition in relation to another child means nothing to me when I am trying to care for MY FAMILY...