It Gets Pretty Frustrating

I really like Miles' pediatrician, his pa even more so. It's nice going to a relatively small practice with a child with so many curious problems. He becomes a bit of a celebrity. Everyone in the office knows us, and we definitely get preferential treatment. I'm sure that it wouldn't be like that at any big office in Salt Lake. That said, smallish practices have their disadvantages too.

I better start a little earlier than the doctor's visit, but I'll get back to it. Many of you have heard that Ben got a new calling in the ward, a Sunday calling. Finally, something that he can actually do. Ward missionary and employment specialist aren't very concussive with a 2:30 pm to 11:00 pm work schedule, especially when that work is an hour away when traffic is good. His calling is pretty hilarious though, not exactly something that "fits" him. He was called to teach the 4 year old primary class. As great as the calling is, it's a little tough for me because it makes it very difficult for me to be able to go to the 2nd or 3rd hour of church. Miles has a very consistent track record of getting sick every time we try to take him back to church, so after our last hospital stay, we were told that we'd better keep him away for a while. Until now, Ben and I had kind of been switching off schedules, but now he's required to always be there for the last two hours. Well, Sunday, I told Ben that I wanted to take Miles to sacrament meeting, so we could all go. Ben decided that he wanted to take it a step further and let Miles go to nursery. As nervous as I was, I knew that Miles would love going. He always likes being around other kids and doesn't get the opportunity very often. Long story short, he went, had a great time, but about half of the kids in his class ended up being sick, so now Miles is too. I guess nursery just isn't an option for us right now. I really wish that people would learn that going to church sick isn't being more diligent. It's putting everyone else in a bad position.

Miles had been pretty good until this evening. He'd had a runny nose and a little cough, nothing that would seem too concerning. Unfortunately, that's how it always starts. Knowing this, I tried to gear up. I called to get refills for his nebulizer, but apparently, I didn't have any, so the pharmacy had to contact the doctor, and they never got back to me. As the evening got later, Miles' breathing started getting bad. I gave him a couple of treatments, but they didn't seem to do too much. Back to my original thoughts about our doctor's office. Around 8:30 pm, I thought I'd better run to the doctor's before they closed (they take walk-ins from 5-9pm, very convenient). Here's my problem with a small practice. When I got there there was a note on the door that read, "due to provider illness, we will not be open today". Perfect.

I decided to take him to a new night time pediatrics office that was only a couple of blocks away. I really thought I should get him somewhere before it got too bad, and I was also almost out of nebulizer treatments, so I was kind of hoping for some samples too. It's hard for me to take Miles somewhere where they aren't aware of his history. It gets pretty frustrating hearing over and over again that "he sounds fine; probably just a virus" when I know from great experience where this leads. Yes. He may not sound that bad right now. That's why I'm here. Because I don't want to end up at Primary again. I so often feel like doctor's aren't listening to anything I say, whether it be concerning Miles, or myself, or Ben. I feel like they've made their decisions in the first 30 seconds in the office. Finally, I just kind of told the doctor what I needed. Just give me some Zopanex samples and a prescription for Prelone. So, that's exactly what I got. Hopefully, it gets us through this episode.