Update: Thank you for all of your kind words...they really mean a lot to me. Now that some time has passed and my head's no longer spinning, chances are, these are all just hoops we have to jump through. But when your doctor says "jump", your response can only be "how high?". She's a happy beautiful little baby who just wants to play all day long, and ultimately, no matter what happens she'll still want to blow raspberries in my face all day long. Hey...look on the bright side. She'll stay in size 1s for a bit, and I'll get more diapers for my buck!
I will be scarce for the rest of the week, and probably next week too. The little princess went for her regular 6-month checkup this afternoon, and basically she's "failing to thrive". She's a heavyweight at a grand 10lbs. Other than that, she's the happiest baby on the block - sitting up, smiling, blowing raspberries...she's just petite. But petite enough to cause concern.
Today, her doctor ordered a whole bunch of stuff. She had blood drawn today (they had to poke her THREE times), we tried to get an urine sample, tomorrow we're meeting with a nutritionist, and every couple of days a nurse is going to come to our house and do a weight check on her and stuff. Oh, and did I mention he referred us to a specialist at a children's hospital an hour away?
It's not like the NEAREST hospital is an hour away...it's just this specialist is an hour away. I mean, the entire time they're all telling me not to worry, but when your doctor labels your kid as "failing to thrive", wants to do blood tests, and then sends you to a specialist in another state...it's hard to believe them when they say "it's probably just a nutrition issue". And as if that really makes me feel all that much better - I'm nursing, so if it's a nutrition issue, then it basically means I'm starving my baby. Gee, thanks doc. Feel SO much better now.
And on top of all of this hubby's work has gotten completely insane. Honestly, I don't think THEY even know what's going on anymore, much less us. Apparently there's different times for different people doing different things to show up, and while that makes perfect sense, it's like they can't seem to decide who's doing what and when. I am so sick and tired of them screwing with our schedule and daily lives, especially when we have had things planned for weeks. I had a VIP government appointment this morning that I nearly didn't make because of their chronic mind-changing. But I swear, if any of their BS interferes with hubby's ability to make these important doctor meetings and appointments...I'm going to march in there myself and give them a piece of my mind and then some. Obviously this isn't a joking matter if the doctor thinks it's appropriate to send her to a specialist in another state.
I'm just a little burnt out today. Watching them poke your teeny tiny 10lb baby 3 times trying to draw blood from her tiny little veins will do that to you. Yesterday after I finally decided on a freebie system, it seemed like the craziness was over with and I could just go back to the regular run-of-the-mill bloggy business, but I guess not.
Sorry for the craziness - I'm not going to just flat out disappear but obviously I've got a bit on my plate for the time being.
I will be scarce for the rest of the week, and probably next week too. The little princess went for her regular 6-month checkup this afternoon, and basically she's "failing to thrive". She's a heavyweight at a grand 10lbs. Other than that, she's the happiest baby on the block - sitting up, smiling, blowing raspberries...she's just petite. But petite enough to cause concern.
Today, her doctor ordered a whole bunch of stuff. She had blood drawn today (they had to poke her THREE times), we tried to get an urine sample, tomorrow we're meeting with a nutritionist, and every couple of days a nurse is going to come to our house and do a weight check on her and stuff. Oh, and did I mention he referred us to a specialist at a children's hospital an hour away?
It's not like the NEAREST hospital is an hour away...it's just this specialist is an hour away. I mean, the entire time they're all telling me not to worry, but when your doctor labels your kid as "failing to thrive", wants to do blood tests, and then sends you to a specialist in another state...it's hard to believe them when they say "it's probably just a nutrition issue". And as if that really makes me feel all that much better - I'm nursing, so if it's a nutrition issue, then it basically means I'm starving my baby. Gee, thanks doc. Feel SO much better now.
And on top of all of this hubby's work has gotten completely insane. Honestly, I don't think THEY even know what's going on anymore, much less us. Apparently there's different times for different people doing different things to show up, and while that makes perfect sense, it's like they can't seem to decide who's doing what and when. I am so sick and tired of them screwing with our schedule and daily lives, especially when we have had things planned for weeks. I had a VIP government appointment this morning that I nearly didn't make because of their chronic mind-changing. But I swear, if any of their BS interferes with hubby's ability to make these important doctor meetings and appointments...I'm going to march in there myself and give them a piece of my mind and then some. Obviously this isn't a joking matter if the doctor thinks it's appropriate to send her to a specialist in another state.
I'm just a little burnt out today. Watching them poke your teeny tiny 10lb baby 3 times trying to draw blood from her tiny little veins will do that to you. Yesterday after I finally decided on a freebie system, it seemed like the craziness was over with and I could just go back to the regular run-of-the-mill bloggy business, but I guess not.
Sorry for the craziness - I'm not going to just flat out disappear but obviously I've got a bit on my plate for the time being.
10 comments:
Bless your heart! You take care of your little princess and yourself. The rest can wait.
*hugs* My oldest daughter was 12 pounds until she was almost a year and a half. They told me she was failing to thrive and ran an outrageous amount of tests just to tell me that she was health and was just tiny. I hope you have the same outcome. Please keep us updated through Twitter if you can and I will keep you in my thoughts.
I hope everything goes ok with your little girl. I know how scary that can be. My oldest was the same way and she turned out just fine. I wasn't nursing but I had to change her formula several times to find the right one. She's fine today in fact she's fixing to turn 24 and just gave birth to her own little girl. I'll keep you all in my prayers.
Wow .. I'll pray that they figure out what, if anything is wrong ... 10 pounds at 6 months - she must be a teeny little thing. :-) Keep us posted! :-)
My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.
(((hugs)))
I look forward to your update!
Doctors do tend to worry you. I hope everything will be normal with the tests and such. I will keep you and your family in my prayers.
My suggestion; Drive your husband to work one day so you have the excuse to pick him up. Arrive early with the baby and "show" her off. Everyone wants to gush over a baby and make sure that you tell everyone about all these important doctor appointments. Thank his bosses for all their "understanding" with your husbands schedule and how much you appreciate their concern. If you are able a "tear in the eye" will really make them uncomfortable. Many bosses can not handle dealing with emotional issues and will do anything to avoid it i.e. make sure your husband is available for these appointments.
Rita,
Sorry you now have some new things on your plate. I am sure it will all turn out for the best but better to get this under control now than to have problems later.
I can't relate at all. My son was 10 lbs 4.5 oz AT BIRTH! My daughter was 8 lbs 2 oz at birth. They ate tons of food but thankfully neither were ever fat. They were really active and always either on target or a bit ahead.
Do what you need to do and if you have problems making it happen, get documentation from your doc sent to the commander. It isn't that hard. Follow protocol or hubs will have the world come crashing down on him and making your life harder. Also get updated info sent from the doc to the commander as the situation changes.
Hang in...at least you have the resources you need to get this resolved!
Ginger
I'm just catching up on my reading and saw this post. I hope that all goes well with your little girl; I know how scary it can be when they are so vulnerable and you don't know what is wrong. My son was sick a whole lot his first year and it broke my heart when I couldn't do anything for him! Hang in there and be strong for your baby girl! Don't worry about us; we will be here when you get back. :-)
Sorry you are strssing! It is hard to digest news of this sort but sometimes doctors are a bit overzealoous and jump the gun. You are blessed to have a happy little princess no matter her "Thriving State". Hope all turns out well for you and one word of advice...breathe!
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