Thursday, March 4, 2010

Streptococcal and the "Minute" clinic

Streptococcal, what an ugly name for an ugly illness! Yep, so far three of the four boys have been hit with the strep throat. Ripken started it, then it moved on to Ridge. Well, now it's hit River and I must say it's hit him the hardest! His little peanut self didn't fight it off as well as the other two. In fact, the doctor insisted on giving him a shot right then and there to jump start the antibiotics. River, not a fan of the shot, was a little upset with that one... apparently it's quite painful because the medicine is thick and the needle has to stay in a little longer. Sorry River, but it was worth it to this mom. I had tried to get him in to see the doctor the previous day when the school nurse told me he had the symptoms of strep, but they were booked. So I made my first venture over to the "Minute clinic" at CVS thinking I could pop in for a strep test, get some meds and be done with it. RIGHT! All things considered, Minute Clinc is an interesting choice of names. I checked in via computer which then told me I was seventh in line. I sat there for over one hour with River moaning in my lap while they saw TWO patients!! What do they do back there... complete physicals and body cavity checks?? By this time, River was begging me to take him home and he was gagging and saying he had to throw up. The only way to the bathroom was to ask the pharmacist assistant, who then takes you down a hall and has to unlock a door. We did this twice, only so he could gag over the toilet while I held his hand and repeated "please don't touch anything!" You know me and public bathrooms! Anyway, I finally realized that at this point, we may not even get seen before they closed up shop so I mumbled under my breath about the "Minute" clinic and took my baby home. So we doped up on Motrin, he slept the rest of the evening and I took him to the pediatrician the next morning. After his shot, River said "I bet CVS wouldn't make me pull my pants down and give me a shot!"Well, who knows son, I can assure you, we will probably never find out just what they do...