Back to the docs this morning (am thinking of paying for my own chair – No.1 and I spend waiting time discussing the merits of the millionaires houses in Country Life). Anti-Bi’s have nuked the strep, he is back to normal with no scary temps.
But we are exactly where we were 2, 3, 4, 5 weeks ago – monster glands all over his body (he cried when she poked around his abdomen and under his rib cage), lethargic, tender, headach-ey and just not right. GP has decided she’s at a dead end and is referring us to consultant paediatrician – we’re waiting to hear back from her. She didn’t want to refer us to the ward, as we’d be seen by a junior houseman and dismissed with ‘it’s viral’ – she wants to discuss with the consultant, go over the case history and get Cam seen for a 2nd opinion.
So no real news, but maybe a step further to some.
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