Well, we made an unexpected visit to the clinic at Children’s on Thursday. Gage had been complaining of ear pain Wednesday night, but a dose of Tylenol (after a quick check of his temperature) seemed to ease the pain. But, it was definitely still hurting Thursday morning, so we called our nurse, and all agreed that he needed to be seen at the clinic.
A year ago, I had no life other than the constant care of Gage…and, if time allowed, some attention for the girls too. The last few months have certainly been easier, so it was an adjustment for me to cancel plans I’d made with friends (on a day all four kids were supposed to be in school!) in order to spend hours at the clinic with Gage. I know he was disappointed also…one, that he wasn’t feeling well and two, that he couldn’t go to school as usual. Plus, it was just a mad-dash morning trying to get everyone fed, dressed, to school, exchange calls with Children’s, gather our things for clinic, etc.
And, of course, clinic was running very slowly. So, after almost a couple hours of waiting, Gage and I were both sitting in the waiting room eating Goldfish and Starbursts from the vending machine. Not exactly the day I had planned.
Later, we determined that he did have a double ear infection and needed ear drops and antibiotics…in addition to the twice daily steroids, a nasal spray, nightly chemo, reflux meds and anti-nausea meds. To top it all off, Walgreens called because they thought his antibiotic prescription from Children’s had been mistakenly written for an adult. Why? Because it’s in capsules (yes, I explained, he’s six but he can swallow them and prefers that to the liquid) and because the dose seems to high (yes, because he has leukemia and they need to make certain that he’s protected from any possible bacterial infection). Around here, capsules and high doses of medicine have become unfortunately ‘normal,’ but I’m always reminded of how not normal it all is when I have to explain things like that to other people.
Still, if you spend much time at the cancer clinic at Children’s, you learn that it always gives you perspective. I asked the nurse why the wait was so long on Thursday, and she said it’s because they also run a neuro-oncology clinic there on Thursdays. Of course, that combination of words sounds terrifying, and when I got home, a quick Google search confirmed my suspicions: neuro-oncologists treat brain tumors…and, at Children’s, that means kids with brain tumors.
So, maybe I had other plans that day, and I was worn down, frustrated and sad for Gage…that something as simple as an earache requires such dilegence and precaution. Still, the reality that the clinic was slow because we were waiting behind kids with brain tumors quickly put all that in perspective.
And, thankfully, there is a Wii that is sometimes available at clinic that our nurse was kind to wheel into our exam room. It was donated by the Children’s Women’s Auxiliary. So, for any of you who’ve ever been part of that, thanks! Your generosity helped ease Gage’s frustration and boredom during a long day…

Thanks, as always, for checking in and for praying.
RH
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