Baby Taco: 4 months
I hate needles. I hate doctors. I hate hospitals. I know a lot of you feel the same way. As a kid I had to trust doctors that they will take care of me and keep me alive. Having brain surgery is no easy task and you learn to let go. Let the doctors take control and do their thing. After all, they know best?
I honestly feel that the reason Taco was in the NICU for so long had to do with a doctor. Because he was born so early, his reflexes were all over the place. His arms and legs would uncontrollably shake. Never his body. At no point were they anything like convusions, just shakes. Well a nurse walked by and said it looked like a seizure and before we could even blink he was hooked up to an EEG and given medicine that made him drowzy and gave him diarrhea.
But as it turns out, he was fine. No seizure was ever detected. They kept him on that awful medication for a couple months but once I saw how much better he was feeling I took him off.
As a parent, you have to be your kids advocate. When he was born everything happened so fast I didn’t know what to do. I let the doctors take control. I didn’t know how to help. When I was a kid and would have to go in my mom would take control of everything. Aside from doing the actual surgery, my mom would run the ER like she was a doctor herself.
I felt so helpless. But something changed. I found myself asking questions, asking why, asking if it was necessary. Taking him off of the seizure medication was a source of liberation. I knew the medication was doing more harm than good. I went with my gut and you know what, he’s fine.
So now he’s all better. We have one more neurologist visit but I think after that we won’t be back. His brain bleed is clear, he has never had a seizure, his head is a normal size and he’s hitting all his milestones. At this point it’s a waste of money.
He had his 4 month check up yesterday and I really like his pediatrician. The whole office are firm believers that as long as a baby is growing and is happy, clean and healthy then all is well. They let you as a parent take control and I like that. Taco is really tall, gaining weight and is getting stronger and learning everyday.
But the one thing we can’t control is the pain when getting a shot. Poor Taco was just laying there. He was smiling and happy. The nurse comes in and she was so good. There were 3 of them he needed to get done and she did them quick so we could immediatly hold him. Poor guy had no idea what was happening. One minute he was fine and the next he is screaming so loud and turning so red you would think he was going to pop.
I wish I could explain to him that while these shots hurt, they are protecting him. That his dad and I are not trying to hurt him. I felt so bad because Taco really had no idea what was happening. The topic of vaccines are controversal. I for one would rather my kid not contract the measeals so I will keep him vaccinated.
I still have a lot to learn about keeping Taco safe and being his advocate. I like to think so far, my husband and I are doing a good job but we still have a lot to learn!