What is it about May that seems to bring on strange illnesses? I would think that May would be the healthiest month with all of the sunshine and warmth. The pollen levels seem a little lower; it's like OUTSIDE just calls our names. How is it even possible to be sick in May?
Last May, Cara had a crazy rash that thoroughly freaked me out. Our doctor told us not to worry, so I left his practice. How could anyone NOT worry about a child who randomly woke up looking like this:
Until today, the rash was the craziest medical issue that Cara has had. I know that means we are very, very, very lucky. Last weekend, we had a mild fever scare. Cara and I went to visit my mom for her birthday, and we went to a vineyard in Myrtle Beach for a picnic. The toddler woke up from her nap in the car with a blazing fever. She was really lethargic and clingy, which is highly unusual; Cara is typically trying to run away from me as fast as possible! We ended up in urgent care with ear infections, but the antibiotic seemed to clear everything up pretty quickly. As we were leaving to head home on Sunday, I noticed that Cara had a bump on her bottom that seemed to be bothering her a little. By today, the bump was the size of a nickel and really, really hard, and it was bothering Cara more than just a little; she barely even wanted to sit down. So sad. Her teacher at daycare thought it might be a spider bite (google spider bite pictures and just try not to get freaked out). I took her to the doctor today, and I couldn't believe what he told me. I actually thought he was kidding at first. I felt like the worst mother in the world. My child has a MRSA abscess on her bottom.
Do you know what the treatment is for this? A surgeon has to cut it open and drain the infection. Gross, gross, gross. And surgery?? I am freaking out a little, even though the doctor assured me that there was nothing I could have done to prevent this, and really, there is nothing I can do to keep this from happening again. He said it is kind of like ringworm. It seems gross, but it's everywhere, and it doesn't mean that anyone did anything wrong (unless you are letting your child play with poop. Clearly, that is wrong.).
So send up a little prayer for Baby Cara (and her freaked out mommy) around 12:30 tomorrow. I'm spending the next few days snuggling with my girl.