I should have told this story when it happened, but it didn't really occur to me how blog-worthy it was until over the weekend. So here it is...
Last Monday evening, my turning-one-year-old-in-a-few-days son, Roland, started running a fever. He had just gotten his flu shot that day, so we wondered if the two might be related, gave him some Tylenol, and didn't worry.
On Tuesday, the fevers continued. And they kept getting higher. My wife called our doctor's office when Roland's temp reached 104.5. They said to go ahead and bring him in.
We go to a fairly large pediatric group - made up of about 30 doctors. They have several locations across the Memphis area. We have a favorite doctor that we make appointments with when our kids have checkups, but on days that we walk-in like last Tuesday, we never know who we are going to get.
So the receptionist tells us we are going to be seeing Dr. Butler.
(Ahh, Dr. Butler. Time for something completely unrelated. It occurred to me soon after we started taking our kids to this group that my parents took me to the same pediatric group when I was a kid. Their favorite doctor for me was Dr. Dorothy Butler. Thus, I was scared to death to see Dr. Butler walk in the door when I was a kid because that always meant I was going to get a shot or something else painful. So when I hear my son is going to be seeing Dr. Butler, I start to wonder if I'm going to freak out a little bit when she walks in the door. Well as it turns out, there are two Dr. Butlers in this group. Richard Butler and Dorothy Butler. My son was seeing Richard....)
So Doc checks my son out and sits down on his swivel chair and looks up at me and my wife with a sigh and says, "Y'all are in for a rough couple of days." Gee, thanks doc. Who do I write my copay check to again?
Oh, but it doesn't end there. He goes on to tell us that our son doesn't have any infections or anything like that. And that a virus is going around that lasts a couple of days and pretty much consists of a high fever. And from there, he goes into something that sounded a lot like this (my thoughts in parenthesis)...
"Now, when babies get high fevers, the sometimes will have seizures. This is completely normal"
(What??)
"There is no reason to panic or call 911. Just stretch your legs out and lay him face down between them...So he doesn't choke if he starts to spit up."
(Wait...What??)
"His seizure will last about a minute and then he'll become totally unresponsive for about 30-45 minutes"
(WHAT???!!!)
"Again, do not panic. After your son has been unresponsive for about 30-45 minutes, he'll start moving around again and should be tired, but ok. This is completely normal. If you call 911, all they will do is take him to the emergency room, run tests, find out all is normal, and send you home with a hospital bill."
(Seriously, Doc. Are you gonna pull out a bucket of leaches here?... "If things get too crazy, get out all that 'bad blood' with these here leaches")
And that was about it. Send the parents (who are now trying to figure out what to think about all they just heard) and their son (who thank the Lord did not understand what was just said) on their way. The more people I told about this last week, the more I was completely dumbfounded at this doctor's comments. Let me make one thing really clear at this point.
IF MY KID HAS A SEIZURE, I'M CALLING 911!!!
Oh wait, one other thing.
IF WHILE WAITING ON AN AMBULANCE TO GET TO MY HOUSE, MY SON BECOMES COMPLETELY UNRESPONSIVE, I'M TOTALLY GONNA FREAK OUT!!!
Some of the people I talked to about this brought up that if I did not call 911 and something was seriously wrong with my son, my face would be plastered all over the news as like the worst parent ever.
Anyway, I just had to share that. It was indeed a two day virus. Roland got over it on Thursday and is doing great now. No seizures (...and no leaches...). Thank God.