We didn't think much of the incident, especially since we've all had dry skin the last few weeks, and I'd slathered her up before naptime the other day.
However, a few hours later, after sporting her Minnie Mouse dress-up dress for a little bit, I (finally) encouraged her to put on her "regular" clothes, so we could all play outside. Instead, I swooped her downstairs, with nothing but her panties, after seeing a large, swollen red mark on her left bicep. (Did I mention we went to the playground the night before?)
I showed it to Tim, and after consulting with a Kaiser nurse, and then a pediatrician, we quickly dropped Robbie off with my parents, and made our way to the Alpharetta CHOA facility.
We met with the doctor, who was a bit taken by our outgoing little red-headed scamp. While the doctor was examining Carol, she asked if she could "get naked yet." And proceeded to take off her shirt. You know, to show the boo-boo on her bicep. ...then off went the pants, to show off the bite marks on her ankle.
Thank goodness we were at a kid-friendly facility, and the pediatrician had a good sense of humor.
Especially since next, Carol demanded a shot. What three year old asks for a shot?!? ....one who knows they are followed by a band-aid. So the doctor -God bless her patient soul!- gave her a pretend shot, followed by an "H" band-aid on her right arm. Tim was later told it was "the coolest band-aid ever!"
In the end, we left with a cool "H" band-aid, a teaspoon of Benedryl, a popsicle, a general diagnosis of a "bad bug bite", and little girl who reluctantly got dressed again. And she napped for over two hours, thanks to the Benedryl.
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