{"id":863,"date":"2007-10-10T11:47:09","date_gmt":"2007-10-10T15:47:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/wordpress\/?p=863"},"modified":"2007-10-10T11:47:09","modified_gmt":"2007-10-10T15:47:09","slug":"lymphnodes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/?p=863","title":{"rendered":"Lymphnodes"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Leina woke from nap yesterday and wandered into the craft room.  I took one look at her and said, &#8220;we&#8217;re going to the doctor.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Sometimes, your mom sense just starts tingling.  She just didn&#8217;t look right in her eyes.  Something was off.  Just wrong.  I remember when she was a tiny infant, the doctor told me that if I ever felt something was wrong to bring her in because a mom knows her baby like nobody else.  I had no idea what she was talking about at the time.  I had just come into my mom powers and hadn&#8217;t understood all of it&#8217;s quirks.  But now, after four years, I&#8217;ve pretty much figured it out.  Follow your gut.<\/p>\n<p>So I called the doctor at 4:30pm and they said they&#8217;d hold the last spot of the day (5pm) for me.  Of course, Kulia was still fast asleep and we had rush hour traffic to get through but I&#8217;m a big fun of back streets.  I worked my mom mojo and had both kids awake, diapered, snacked and in the car in 10 minutes flat and we arrived with 2 minutes to spare.  Yes!<\/p>\n<p>The doctor poked and prodded and nodded.  The right side of Leina&#8217;s face from the front of her ear all down her jaw was swollen and hot. It felt like a large cyst was there.  She was talking funny because it hurt to open her mouth and running a slight fever.  After ruling out the mumps, (thank goodness for vaccines), the doctor concluded that she has a lymphnode that has gone wild.  For whatever reason, it has turned on and is inflamed.  By itself, it&#8217;s probably nothing that a good dose of medicine won&#8217;t fix.  If, however, any further symptoms appear, we have some serious testing to do.  By the time it was done, it was approaching 6pm and had to throw the girls back in the car and raced to the pharmacy to get her prescription filled before closing.  Then, we hit CJ&#8217;s for a giant vanilla milkshake for my poor child with the sore jaw.  Today, the fever is down and the swelling greatly reduced and Leina has her sparkle back.  Phew.  I&#8217;m hoping this is just some wierd one shot deal &#8217;cause I don&#8217;t know how much more adventure we can take.<\/p>\n<p>Poor Kevin, he came home around 7:30pm yesterday and we were still sitting around the table eating dinner.  He was very confused but glad to hear his girl was A-OK.<\/p>\n<p>Truth be told, I&#8217;m not big on doctors for myself.  I moan and groan and avoid them unless I&#8217;m on death&#8217;s door.  But for my kids, it&#8217;s a whole &#8216;nother story.  I figure Kevin works very hard and we pay every month for insurance so I&#8217;m using it!  For a mere $5 co-pay, I&#8217;d rather take my kid in and be told everything is fine than have my kids suffer one minute longer than necessary.  So when my mom sense tingles, I dig out the five bucks and hit the road.<\/p>\n<p>Now that the danger has been averted, I&#8217;ve thrown myself back to my tasks.  My mom friend is having a little girl in about 2 weeks and I finally finished her baby gift.  I&#8217;ve been pretty much stalking her about the baby&#8217;s name and she swears they&#8217;ve decided to go with Mya.  I love making these name banners and I love it even more when the name is short!  Lets just hope I spelled it right&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"..\/..\/pictures\/mya.jpg\"><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Leina woke from nap yesterday and wandered into the craft room. 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