Hands, foot and mouth disease. Yuck. This fabulousness has infiltrated the Barry house and all three boys have it. Well, Tate has it the worst thus far, Finn has a mild case so it seems, and the baby has a rash and mouth sores. The doctor diagnosed Casey with, wait for it, Herpangina. He said it and I am not sure if the look on my face gave my thoughts away, but am pretty sure it did. If the doc and I were closer friends I would have shared with him that the diagnosis seemed more appropriate for what a female in the porn industry might catch, but alas I kept that for my closest friends.
Now, pre-HFM or HGina (that’s what I call it), I thought this only affected dirty a$$ kids. Kidding, but I did not think it was something we would deal with since Finn never had it and the other two are home with me. The doctor assured me it is very contagious in the incubation period and we could have caught it at a plethora of places, including a public pool, public playground, school, social circles…basically anytime we left the house we could have been exposed. I try to keep up with the hand washing around here, but since it is super contagious even the most diligent (aka crazy germ-a-phobe) of parents can have it slip into their households.
So basically yesterday was filled with fevers, Tylenol, crying, rashes, hydrating, and waiting. I called the doctor’s office when I noticed a strange rash on Casey and after confirming his temperature was 101.7. After waiting on hold for 10 minutes to make a same day appointment, I hung up and called back. Again, I pressed #1 to make a same day appointment and waited…and waited…and waited. At one point, a receptionist did pick up and I told her I would like to make an appointment for my son and was told she had to put me on a brief hold. Um, great I was beginning to get used to them. And was hoping to hear One.More.Time how their office now pierces ears and that they were so sad to report that Dr. Lee was resigning for an opportunity down in San Diego. I had only heard that approximately 19 times already.
Casey had now passed out on me so I was basically holding a 16lb heat lamp while attempting to eat my zucchini lasagna that was now cold (perhaps I should have put Casey on that??) and waiting for anyone to pick up the phone in the office. A total of 27 minutes went by and I hung up and dialed the number again, but this time I pressed 0 to ideally speak to a real person. Oh I got a real person…a real grouchy person.
Receptionist: “Pediatrics, how may I help you?”
Me: “Hi, I would like to make a same day appointment for my son please.”
Receptionist: “I have to put you on hold.”
Me: “Actually, I have been on hold for more than 25 minutes so I am not super excited to be put back on hold.”
Receptionist:….SNORTS and sort of chuckles “25 minutes huh? Well we have only been back in the office for 5 minutes so I don’t know how that could POSSIBLY have happened? How did you even get through to be put on hold for 25 minutes?!?!?! I have two people in front of you so I am going to have to put you on hold.”
Long story short, I was put on another 5 minute hold and then was helped by a different receptionist who could not have been nicer. I scheduled my appointment for a little while later that afternoon and then asked if she could please tell me the name of the previous receptionist. She sort of stammered and then made some excuse that she was not sure who it was because there were many of them answering phones. I let it go, how Frozen of me, right? That and I had to get everyone dressed, including myself, and ready to head out to the appointment. It really annoyed me though because this lady had no idea what I had been dealing with all day and she works in a freaking PEDIATRIC DOCTOR’S OFFICE. It’s not as though I was calling to get a pedicure/manicure/blow-out appointment, I was trying to take care of not one, but two kids who were feeling pretty crappy.
Anyway, the two littles were diagnosed and then I asked about Finn who had a fever on Tuesday, but otherwise seemed fine. The doctor took one look in his mouth and said he has it too, but a mild form and should be on the mend soon. Awesome. All three boys have this and I just envisioned a quarantine scenario where I was locked in our house to keep our hands, feet and mouths to ourselves. Except now Casey keeps trying to stick his hands in my mouth so he did not get the memo to keep them to himself. The doctor also shared with me that Mark and I can catch it too, and it is passed through saliva and poop. I am doing my best at refraining from both open-mouth kissing all of my boys and eating any poop sandwiches, so hopefully we will be ok. 😉
So if anyone is looking for us, we are home….bored. We are watching too much TV, getting on each other’s nerves and drinking….wait, not that kind of drinking. At least not yet.
And I will leave you with a photo collage from happier times – our trip to SB! We had a blast visiting places that were near and dear to our hearts for so many years and making memories with some of our favorite friends that live entirely too far away. We will be back soon.