This past week, our youngest had a really rough time. Really rough.
He'd had a virus (it's been a really rough winter and early spring with viruses, hasn't it?) and seemed completely recovered. Then suddenly one night, out of nowhere, he started complaining that his ear hurt. He even started crying, then got a little more upset, and said, “I wish I were an animal — because then I wouldn't have to feel this.”
When we explained to him that even animals feel pain he said, “Then I wish I were a brick.”
No kidding. It was funny and I turned my head and laughed, but I was aching inside wishing that I could have taken the pain away from him.
I tried one natural remedy, knowing that I couldn't do much else for him besides dose him with artificial color-laden pain reliever (I didn't give it to him) — and rocked him to sleep. He fell asleep fast and slept all the way through the night, so the pain must have subsided quickly. Thank God. (Otherwise, I would have given him the pain reliever while wishing I'd bought the dye-free kind :-(.)
The sight the next morning was pretty hideous–dried blood coated the inside of his ear and came down his earlobe a bit. His eardrum had ruptured.
I checked the internet, looking for answers….nothing much to do but wait for it to heal and get his physician to look at it.
Called the doctor. Left a message and waited for the return call.
But mom wants peace of mind that her baby is OK and isn't going to end up deaf.
My “baby” had a low grade fever that came and went. He was pretty wiped out. So I fought it, with the strength of a Mama Bear who was waiting for the doctor and knew that mostly earaches pass on their own without medications.
Why the fuss? We all know about antibiotics and the problem with over-prescribing and antibiotic resistanceantibiotics and the problem with over-prescribing and antibiotic resistance. My mom, bless her heart, gave me enough antibiotics for the entire state of Michigan. And then some. That's a lot of why I now deal with the health issues that plague me. My kids have likely inherited my weaknesses, so I seek to strengthen their bodies as much as possible.
I contacted the natural medical practitioner that we are working with on our family's health. She recommended using a lot of two Chinese herb blends Yin Chiao and Coptis Purge Fire that apparently help the body deal with illness.
But they taste icky. Really icky. I tried to cover the taste with carob, stevia, and other sweeteners, but my little one cringed when he tasted it and could barely get it down. Ugh.
We fought the bug for 2 days. And it appeared that we had won.
Until the dreaded fever returned and spiked to 102.
Onto the doctor's office. And got — the script. The doctor said it was up to me what to do–and he was fine if I decided to see where things went in the next day or two.
So there we went–onto the grocery store pharmacy with sick kid in tow and a 30 minute wait for something that I didn't even want. But it was Friday and you know what that means — There I would sit, vulnerable over the weekend to maybe have your kid's fever hit 103 and have no antibiotics. No thanks. Better to be safe than sorry.
Home. My son fell asleep sitting up on the sofa while looking at a book.
One long nap.
Some prayers and some worrying.
Tried the Chinese herb sludge again. No way was he taking that.
Offensive stuff came out of his nostrils. Lots of it.
Next morning, same nose rinse. Same stuff came out. Very unpleasant–but to this mom's eyes there was something beautiful about this yucky mess. (Amazing what bodily fluids we can handle when they are our child's, isn't it:-)?)
Fever — gone.
Mom — relieved.
Child — better.
Pink bottle — unopened.
One small victory for natural mothering.
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