Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Twenty-eight

My baby.... my poor, poor baby.

Pearl has the ear infection double whammy going... again. She has had a cold for a week, then last night she started digging at and yanking on her ears... and crying. Great big croupy sobs that could only be soothed by sitting on Daddy's lap so she can watch while his Night Elf fights enormous, nasty spider things. Gives me the willies, but it's mother's milk to her. Makes it fair, in my mind, that the girls call those cardboard cheese Totino's "pizzas": Daddy Pizza. You have to understand that Dadguy is the snootiest pizza gourmand I know. It's double funny because he hates
frozen pizza of any ilk, but since Totino's tastes nothing like pizza, he's chill with them and wants to eat one occasionally. And so they call it DADDY PIZZA! Snerk... mmmphf! WAHahahahahahaaa!

On the flip side? They call Tums, "Mama Candy."

So today was a saga what with the snow, and the doctor's office waiting room, and the hospital Radiology waiting room, and the waiting, and the crusty trio of snot encrusted Crash Girls... waiting. The upshot is, contrary to what she sounds like, Pearl does not have walking pneumonia (would that be crawling pneumonia in her case?), nor scar tissue on her lungs or trachea. We don't know what's going on... but it's not that. We go to see an Ear, Nose and Throat specialist on the 15th... we hope that an ENT will have the answers for us. Serious... this poor kids breathing is so raspy and gurgling loud that she has to hold her breath to listen. I'm not talking "sick Pearl"... this is "every day Pearl" that sound like this. The other good news is that this is all "free" since we have finally hit our massive, freaking deductible for health insurance. Yay. Go us.

Insurance.

BAH!

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

I hope the ENT can figure out whats wrong with Pearl. Our daughter had issues for two and half years that were solved with a 5 minute visit to the ENT who promptly diagnosed the problem and got it fixed.

bon said...

Holy cow, that was the most hopeful thing I have heard in forever! Now I'm impatient for the 15th.

Anonymous said...

Daddy Pizza? Mama Candy?

At least they're not like Sparky pointing at the Busch Light in the grocery store and saying "It's Pepaws!"

Hope Pearl feels better soon!

Becky..Absent Minded Housewife said...

The best pizza can be had at Two Jacks in Springville. PLEASE SEND ME SOME PLEASE PLEASE...

Ahem. I ate some last Friday, after venturing to your Kmart there. I did not fart in the Kmart. HAHAHAHAHA.

The ENT will probably test your kiddo for allergies.

Anonymous said...

Oh poor Pearl, how sad :( It's sweet that she's such a Daddy's girl. I hope she's feeling better soon!!!

Mama D said...

Poor Pearly. I really hope they figure out what the heck is going on. That is not fun for her or for you!!

Anonymous said...

Um, I was going to say something- but now i can't remember what it was...

hold..

oh yeah, crawling pneumonia- Megan had a cough/ear infection that never seemed to be fixed when she was a baby. Finally the ped ordered an x-ray and dianosed her with 'walking pneumonia'- we called it 'rolling pneumonia'.

Hope the ENT takes good care of her! Also- those gross little pizzas? My guilty pleasure. Something comforting about them.

Anonymous said...

Poor Pearl. The Kraken spends most of the winter sounding like Darth Kraken, so I know just the sound you mean. Ugh.