Adele has very graciously published some more of my crazy ramblings. Thanks Adele, you rock!
Then, I’m having my latest angst attack about being a bad mother.
We decided that this year we were going to go the holistic route and stay as far away from antibiotics as possible. So, we have been going to a lovely Homeopath that has really taken care of us very well.
Lately Isabel has been battling to eat on the right hand side of her mouth and we were pretty sure it was molars. Then the runny nose started and a couple of days later the cough. Which we kept an eye on until the cough got worse. And then she didn’t sleep very well on Saturday or Sunday night. So we carted her off to get it sorted.
Diagnosis as we thought, molars, but the Homeopath was concerned about her right lung. Her right eye, sinus and lung were affected.
Throughout the day yesterday hubby doctored her, but last night she spiked a 38.7 fever with a lovely little vomit session at 2am, so first thing this morning I was on the phone. More drops and powders.
Once again we monitored her during the day and the coughing had subsided and she seemed happier. By tonight she was very unhappy once again, so I took her temperature. 39.2. Fuck. Back on the phone to the doctor. We ended up giving her a Voltaren suppository and spunged her down and the fever is down for now. And we agreed that if she spikes again during the night she will be carted off to the Pediatrician.
In my heart I am happy for now with not taking her straight to a GP or the Pead, but I am wondering how much longer I should leave it before I give it up. It just breaks my heart to give them all those heavy medicines that all the mainstream doctors write up..