Last Friday, I left work in the mid-afternoon. I was feeling a little burned out at work, and I thought "I just want some time to feel normal again." So, I ran some errands and then came home. The girls and I almost immediately turned back around to pick Ryan up from the office and then we headed over to dinner at Pollo Tropical. On the way, Mia was telling me how badly her stomach was hurting, so I called Liz to see if she had been complaining about this before. We talked about it for a few minutes and decided it made sense to just watch and see. At dinner, Mia barely ate which is pretty unusual for her. We went to the bathroom which I thought might help her, but she still complained her stomach hurt. We decided to press on with our plans to go see The Croods at the theater. Mia sat in my lap most of the movie, and I could tell she was feeling pretty warm. Several times throughout the movie, she whispered "My tummy is hurting again." With less than 5 minutes to go, she said "I have to go to the bathroom now." Thankfully, we made it to the bathroom in time, barely, and she again was complaining. As we left the movie, Ryan and I decided it made the most sense for me to drop him and Lily off (it was already just past bedtime), and then turn around and take Mia to Scottish Rite's ER. I was very nervous she was in the beginning stages of appendicitis.
When we arrived, and I told the check-in nurse her symptoms, she asked me to go to the "Fast Track Waiting" area instead of returning to the regular waiting room. They came to get us within 10 minutes which was nice. We walked back where they took a few vitals; sure enough, Mia was running a 100.2 fever. Everything else seemed pretty normal though. Mia was not happy about changing her shirt into the gown though as you can see from this face.
The NP checked Mia's stomach and thankfully Mia gave no indication of pain in her stomach when the NP pushed on it, so that pretty much ruled out appendicitis. Next theory up: UTI. The NP asked me to have Mia pee into a little cup. For the record, that is much easier said than done with her. We spent about 10 minutes in the bathroom with Mia wailing that she did not want to this. I seriously considered opening the door so passersby could see I was not actually harming my child because I'm pretty sure they would have thought I was by how loudly she was screaming. I knew it was almost 10:00 and she was exhausted (bedtime is around 7:30), but her hysteria was unbelievable. Finally, I called Ryan and he made the brilliant suggestion to see if the nurse could give us something to drink to help her have to go to the bathroom. Sure enough, they produced some blue powerade which Mia immediately, for some unknown reason, declared to be "magic juice." You can see from the picture below she was quite happy to have this magic juice.
She had barely had a few sips when she quickly declared "The magic juice worked Mommy. I need to go tinkle in the cup now!" We went back down to the bathroom and sure enough, it worked! One quick culture test later it was confirmed the poor little thing has an UTI. She has started on 10 days of antibiotics (after being off the ear infection antibiotics for less than a week). She was still pretty miserable on Sunday and most of Monday but thankfully today she is feeling better. I don't know what germs have possessed our house, but we have all been sick for awhile now; I'm ready for this phase to move on!