You know how some children just cause you nothing but trouble in the health care department? In this house, that’s Amelie. This week she excelled herself with a dramatic bit of poorliness we still haven’t got to the bottom of that resulted in some of this…
It started very suddenly on Monday night. She walked across the carpark to the car and as she got in, her tummy started to hurt. Not a sick feeling, not an ache, not a grumble or feeling of tummy ache, not period like pain, but a sudden onset of extreme, generalised pain. She was balled up, wriggling and when I got out of the car to look at her, quite literally grey and sweating.
I was baffled. It continued until we picked up Bene at nursery so that I took her in with me and she was clearly distressed. When I got her home I gave her painkillers in case it was a sudden onset of period pain but it didn’t seem like that and she’s not really hit that stage yet either. They didn’t work and she was in varying stages of discomfort all that evening. We kept her off school the next day and the next morning it got worse again. The gp had said go straight to a&e if that happened in case it was her appendix (but I didn’t think it was really) and so we did. I was a bit worried by her complaining of accompanying back pain and trying not to worry about internal bleeding being on the cards. Sigh. Sometimes it’s just annoying to be slightly too familiar with what this or that might mean.
To both my and her surprise, she had blood tests done straightaway, a cannula fitted (seriously upset about that, as was I as they didn’t forewarn her or me they were siting it) and then they admitted her.
Naturally the pain mostly subsided at that point and in fact she mainly grumbled about her hand. She didn’t seem right though. When evening came they kept her in as prodding her on the left was really hurting. Her bloods were mostly normal (one was a bit off which I think (hope) mostly points to some form of infection) but they wanted to check her kidneys and ovaries by scan the next day.
The next day she got tortured by the tutor
And we played Nab-it to our own rules since the box didn’t have any and the internet wasn’t helping much.
They scanned her and decided her kidneys were fine (phew) and couldn’t see the relevant ovary but there seemed to be a patch of fluid so they’ve ended up with a query as to whether she had a burst cyst there or… well, or glands that swelled up in her tummy and hurt her.
Diagnosis – we don’t know.
I hate that.
She seems to be on the up anyway so we shall see. She has to go back to the gp for a check up in a week or two since her urine sample flagged up slightly odd stuff (more in keeping with a burst cyst but even so).
What I never got round to saying was her foot is mostly healed. In the end they decided the ligament damage was on a less terrible side of the bone than first communicated to us and so she has been boot free for 3 weeks. From a weeks time she can get back to impact work so will be able to dance and tumble again. Well, theoretically, she has lost the ability to tumble again, but never mind
So. Quiet life now please. Fran has to have more surgery this week and frankly, I’m sick of hospitals already. I think I need a whole stupid blog category for them.