Easton's first Urgent Care Trip!

We had a sick little girl several Sundays ago and we had our first trip to Urgent Care. She had woke up from a late afternoon nap with a fever and wheezing. The fever didn't worry me because it was pretty low, 101, but her chest and breathing sounded horrible. It was like she couldn't catch her breathe. While I googled Urgent Cares, Josh got Easton dressed and ready. We were out the door and on our way to Shawnee's Urgent Care around 5:00 pm.

There are certain times in your life that show what you are really made of. These are also the times when Mothers and Fathers establish their roles. This was one of those times. Never... I mean NEVER in a million years would I have thought Josh would be the panicky parent and I would be the calm and collective one. Funny how kids change you. With this being said. I told Josh to drive and I would sit in back with Easton. He needed something to keep his mind occupied.

By the time we arrived at Urgent care Easton's temperature had shot up to 104 and all she wanted was to be cuddled. So Josh snuggled her while I filled out the paperwork. (side note: when I came to the section requiring Easton's social security number. I looked at Josh and he looked at me and neither of us knew it. Her card was at home and we had never had to use it)

The nurse called us back to the room and began asking us questions... the standard stuff. Is she allergic to anything? Is she taking any medications? ... Then the doctor came in. Apparently they are still hiring Doogie Howsers! He was young, tan and studly. And spoke like a stoned surfer. Hmmm....

He told us he wanted an x-ray of her chest/lungs. We followed the tech guy to the x-ray room. Now what unfolds once we enter the room is absolutely heart breaking!

X-ray Tech: The nurse (he was a male) is going to assist me with getting her chest x-rayed.
Me: Ok
X-ray Tech: He will grab her by her arms and let her hang down in front of the machine.
Me: What?!
X-ray Tech: It won't hurt her. If we lay her down and there is any fluid in her lungs it will level out and we will not get a very clear and accurate reading.
Me: Ok.

The male nurse takes Easton from me and begins to position her. Josh and I step back into the booth. Easton is screaming bloody murder and our poor baby girl was dangling there by her arms crying for us. The tech takes the picture only to realize that she is throwing her head back and blocking some chest area.

X-ray Tech: Dad we are going to need your help. Hold her head forward so it will not block the x-ray of her chest.

Then round two begins. By this time I am tearing up and feeling helpless.

Finally we completed the x-ray torturing and head back to the room. They didn't find any fluid in her lungs and believe it was croup. The doctor sent us home with a breathing treatment machine that we are to do every 4 hours. They also told us to alternate Motrin and Tylenol until the fever breaks.

Of course by the time we leave Urgent care it is 7:30 and we have to head to the Wal-Greens at 81st and State (24 hour pharmacy) to pick up the medication for the breathing treatments. The plot thickens.... The pharmacist says Easton isn't listed on our pharmacy cards. Are you freakin' kidding me! So the pharmacist calls the number listed on back of the card and they confirm they do not have her listed. Seriously.... it's 8:00 at night on a Sunday... there isn't shit we can do about this now. The pharmacist ask us if we still want to get the medication for $150.00? Uh, yeah! I have a sick kid who needs it.

Fortunately, once I got the insurance straightened out on Monday, we were able to go back to Wal-Greens and they reprocessed the prescription with our insurance and credited us.

Monday I took Easton to our regular doctor's office and the Nurse Practitioner confirmed that Easton had croup.

Helping Daddy with her breathing treatment. She was a total Rockstar and didn't cry a bit when we did these. In fact, when the nurse at Urgent Care gave her her first treatment she was very impressed that Easton didn't cry and wasn't scared one bit.

Not feeling good face.

Her Get Well balloons from her Grandma Bosley

Crazy static hair!