Blood and X-ray

Can't sleep so taking some quiet time to post.

I took our princess to have blood drawn Thursday morning. Her pediatrician sent us to a laboratory saying that she usually has the blood drawn there but most of the time they don't get enough so she would rather us go to the laboratory and make sure they draw enough to begin with. However, when I got there the lab people were in shock Madelyn was having so much tests done plus the stool orders were written wrong. This took forever for them to get together all the papers and had to the call the peds office and wait on their call back which didn't happen while I was there.

It took three lab techs plus me. One did the drawing of the blood, one held her arm, the other held her chest and body down and I just sat there and brushed her head trying to calm her down. She definitely screamed through this. It was pitiful.

We later had to trot over to Imaging for a chest x-ray. I had never seen an infant get a chest x-ray and hope I never have to see that done again. I tried to find a picture online of what it looks like but couldn't so I'll explain best I can. They sat her straight up in this little container where her legs dangled below and the casing wrapped around her body leaving her arms raised above her head. I've heard in mammograms breast are squeezed and that's what I was thinking with her but this was her abdomen instead. I was to stand and hold her arms up higher over her head and keep her crying. They said they could get a better view if she was crying and they took it when she was inhaling realling big. Well, she cried but only when they weren't ready for the picture. For the last photo, the tech held her arms thinking if I walked away she would cry but that didn't work either. We don't know the results yet. If she could eat ice cream, that was definitely a trip she deserved to the "ice cream factory" as Logan would say.

Then came the stool collection. The lab wanted the stool within an hour of pooping. When we got home she finally did it. That was Tony's job. I do good to get the diaper changed but collecting it into three containers wasn't going to happen if I had to do it. Just talking about it now makes me nauseous.

She's done with all the tests now. We don't know if they'll tell us results at her visit next Wednesday or if we'll hear before then. I do know her ears still bother her. I don't know how many times a girl needs antibiotics before they give up and send them to an ENT but it seems like three antibiotics within less than three weeks might be an indicator to get a specialists opinion since there's no relief. I don't want her to have surgery and have tubes put in but if it makes her feel better, I'm all for it. She's digging in her ears constantly. It's gotta hurt.