Gas

Will has been complaining of having “gas in his belly” for a few weeks. Other symptoms… complaining of tummy pain (‘gas in my belly’), diarrhea for days, disinterest in food… made us worry enough that we spoke off and on about taking him to the doctor. Finally, when he complained of his ear “popping” (Will-speak for ‘ear infection’), and then spiked a scary-high fever Sunday night to emphasize the point, we took him in.

He’s on Amoxcil for the ear. I relented, since he no longer requires torture to take medicine. (Guilty Mom admits: I thought it’d help with Kate’s medicine taking. It has, so I feel validated… but still guilty.)

We talked about the tummy stuff, too, with the pediatrician. It seemed timely since he’d thrown up that morning after spiking yet another fever. I was a bit nervous about the possibilities and had to suppress my inward groan when she said, “do you think it’s giardia?”

Yeah, actually, I do.

Although his symptoms may be falling off. It took three days to get enough poop sampled to fill the three vials for the lab. They were big vials. Will had to inform us when he needed to poop and I lined the toilet with aluminum foil at the back with instructions of what to do where. He seemed a bit disappointed tonight, when I told him we no longer needed to collect ‘specimens.’

“Oh, well,” he said. “Maybe next time.”


Another note. I saw my primary care doc for a follow-up yesterday morning and mentioned that giardia could be in our house. (Paul has been showing symptoms, too. Maybe Kate and I as well, although with me, I tend to have to be explosively bleeding internally before I even suspect something is amiss.) She was adamant that none of us could have this… we’d be sick, sick, sick… vomiting, diarrhea constantly, etc. “Really?” I said, “I thought that you could carry it and not even have symptoms?” “No way,” she said, “you’d be really, really sick. You wouldn’t be able to be up and around like this at all.” “Okay,” I said, “I must have misremembered.” I was still wary, based on my conversation with the pediatrician. So I checked it out. According to the CDC, I was right. Damn. I like this doctor and don’t want to have to go through the trouble of finding another. I don’t expect anyone to be 100% all the time, but now I’ll carry doubt.