When Your Child Is Sick

When your child is sick…nothing else in this world matters other than them getting better.


I am such an emotional wreck right now… therefore, I blog.


If you read my post from yesterday, you know that my son Jordan is sick.  Well he’s more than sick.  His fever came back last night and I decided that if he had even the  slightest touch of fever this morning we were going back to the doctor.  So once 8am rolled around that’s what I did.


{SN: I recall as a kid that my mom would be able to call the doctor like at 5am and be able to be seen as soon as they opened, is that no longer around or was that just back in the day? or was it bc she was military? interesting…}



The downside is that our original pediatrician whom both of my children have seen since birth, she had to close her practice to take care of her ill mother in a different city.  I totally understand that, but it’s been hard trying to find a new pediatrician.  Now we’re finding one out of sheer need and it’s been a rough transition.  For Jordan it wasn’t Miss Wanda that was giving him his shots.  It was some random nurse he didn’t know.  It was some random man doctor instead of female doctor who he was comfortable with.  Either way, so we go to the pediatrician this morning.  And for me, I also missed our old Pediatrician.  She was very explanatory.  I felt like everything was being thrown at me at once today.



Ear infection.  Flu.  Pneumonia.  Anemia.  Sickle-Cell Anemia.  Chest X-Ray.  And there was probably more said, this is just what I recall.  So at the end of the day, after Jordan got a flu test, a blood check, a medicine shot for flu/pneumonia and a chest X-Ray…we come home for lunch and nap.  They say, we’ll call you if anything comes from the X-ray otherwise, we’ll see you in the morning.  Well, they called me back.  It’s pneumonia and it’s aggressive.  I’m told to look out for any respiratory distress, other symptoms, and if so take him to ER if not come back in the morning.



So that’s where I am now.  I called my HR for my job and got FMLA paperwork sent to me if needed.  I’m just trying to keep it together.  Take care of my baby.  His legs are in pain from his shots today and I think he has to have them again tomorrow.  I’m trying, key word here is trying, but I am trying to stay positive.  I have everybody praying.  I’m trying to keep in mind all of the parents who have children that are very ill.  They find their strength from somewhere and I must do the same.  I know where my strength comes from.  It comes from the Lord.  And I may not be the most Christian person out there, but I know that by HIS stripes that Jordan is healed.  In Jesus name.

Jordan at the doctor