Friday, March 20, 2009

the doctors visit.

okay, so we went to the pediatrician today. i love him. i really, really love him. he's so calm. and patient. never interupts. always listens to me rant on and on and on. and never, ever interupts. i asked him today if he would please promise to stay in business until pratt was 18. he laughed. i'm afraid of what that means.

anyway, he looked pratt over and basically said that we did the right thing by taking him to children's. he praised the doctors there. and said he had to agree with them. it looked like some type of viral rash to him as well. lonna, my brilliant doctor friend said, "rashes are hard, han." and dr. stanford actually said, "rashes are pretty difficult, hannah." they must teach them to say that in medical school.

i gave him the full story. how it looked just like chicken pox when it came up...and how it's now more of a rash. we went through the whole, "any fever? any change in eating habits? bowel habits?, etc" routine. nothing. no change. pratt has never acted like he's in pain.

he said that he probably picked up some virus from someone else. and it manifested itself as a rash in pratt. he asked to hold him. and while he held him, he put his hand on my shoulder. i think he knew that i was seriously on the brink of crowning myself "worst mother of the year". i mean, rsv at 4 months...and now this. this twilight zone rash at 6 months.

he basically patted my shoulder and told me that i was a good mom. and that i was doing things remarkably well. that pratt was a healthy baby. a happy baby. and that it had nothing to do with me or my "motherly" skills...or lack thereof.

i almost started crying. i literally had to bite the inside of my lip to keep from it. funny how i will totally just break down with someone i barely know. i've always been this way. always.

he said that it is healing. and that he sees lots of bug bites on kids that start out as red bumps, then they go flat. then flat purple marks. then brown. then they fade. he thinks that's where this is headed. it's flat now...but just looks painful. he promised that it would not scar. and that if it wasn't completely clear in 2 weeks, he'd refer us to a dermatologist.

as we were leaving, dr. stanford was standing at the door. he waved at pratt and said, "goodbye pratt!" and....well, pratt stinkin' waved. well, sort of. he picked up his arm and sort of did an arm shake at him. dr. stanford gasped and said, "oh my gosh! he totally waved!" i laughed and told him that i was glad he saw it. that pratt actually did it the other night at his dad. but i knew that no one would ever believe us! we both got a good laugh out of it!

here are a few pictures from wednesday. you can see the rash on his face and legs.





his legs and arms look much, much better today. no more raised spots. just discoloration.

oh, and here is what i discovered our little monkey can do while changing his diaper the other day...




here we are getting ready for our appt today. and aunt betty, he loves his elephant shirt! the pants are still a little long! but they will fit soon enough! we love the outfit!





thank you to each of you that has left sweet comments about pratt. i feel better already. it's so reassuring to hear someone tell you that he will be fine. thanks for understanding. and not judging me. and not calling me crazy. it's nice that so many of you understand exactly how i feel.

love to you all. have great weekends!
oh, and he's 16 pounds, 12 ounces. don't know how long. we will go back for his 6 month shots in about 2 weeks. as long as everything is clear with his skin.

3 comments:

Rebecca (Sam's wife) said...

you are a good momma! he is pretty cute. i think he looks alot like you even though i can tell he is clint's son!!
calleigh kinda does the same thing with the wave. we have noticed her trying to sign milk too. too fast i tell you...they are soaking it all up way too fast!!

Allison Winningham said...

Too too too precious. I love you both so much!

Lindsay said...

Hannah - Of course you know that I am in NO WAY qualified to give medical advice...but I can tell you that I worked in the ER at ACH for the entirety of grad school (family services rep) and saw several babies with rashes. Freaky, mysterious rashes with moms (and the occasional grandma) freaking out and insisting that they were terrible parents and that their baby might have been infected from some exotic bug that came home with them from the grocery store in their bananas.

I knew that they were great moms - and I know you are, too - BECAUSE of the freaking out. Bad moms never freak out because they don't care. And I'm sure your pediatrician would rather have a sweet, anxious mom like you than someone that doesn't care at all.

P.S. Pratt is stinkin' cute!

<3 Lindsay

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i'm a girl who likes to write. not a girl that's necessarily good at writing. it's cathartic, i think. and boy do i need that from time to time. i married a wonderful man named clint in may of 2007. he is everything i am not. he is calm. he makes plans. he is organized. his truck is always clean. his clothes are hung by types of shirt/color/size/etc. i'm full of nervous energy. i'm spur of the moment. i can't ever find what i'm looking for. we live in my car...pretty much. i'm lucky if my clothes are within ten feet of my closet. God gave us a precious angel of a baby in september of 2008. his name is pratt allen. he is 2.5 years old.we have another little one on the way. his name is max wesley. and he is due may 19th. somehow i'll be the mother of two boys. craaaaa.zy. i spend my days cleaning house. picking worms and caterpillars out of the flower beds. cooking meals. shopping at target. washing clothes. playing on the floor. reading books. doing puzzles. traveling to sonic. and the library. and blogging. i hope you enjoy our blog. feel free to leave a comment. hopefully it's a nice one. i tend to wear my heart on my sleeve.