Well, this pit is going to be lame but I’m really pissed right now so I’ve got to write this.
The source of my anxiety right now is not at fault for what happened. He’s just a kid. It’s his mother that has well and truly pissed me off.
Long story short: I got a call from a friend who was helping pass the word around to those of us who had been at a party a couple of months ago.
“I just took little Sammy to his pediatrician for a TB skin test,” she said, “And I just wanted to let you know you should take the Silverjuniors to their doctor for a test as well.”
“Why?” Anxiety jumps ten notches in a millisecond.
“Well, I just found out from so-and-so that Janet - remember Janet? - well, her youngest had untreated and undiagnosed TB at the time we were at the party. So, we’re all getting tested.”
Naturally, I take the Silverjuniors at once to the pedi and promptly get them skin tested. I’ll know for sure in about 48 hours. *$#&#^@^!
I got more details here and there with a few more phone calls, and supposedly the boy had a “cold” or cough and on-again, off-again fever for well over a month that wouldn’t quit. Did he get taken to the doctor? Well, the people I’ve talked to have all said the mother indicated she did not. Why? I didn’t find that out.
I’m not a doctor. I don’t claim any special medical knowledge. But I’m an experienced mother and I know that usually, fever means some type of infection. I’ve seen my kids through many an illness and have a pretty good working knowledge of when something’s wrong and when something’s just an irritation.
On-again, off-again fevers? For about a month? And he wasn’t taken to at least be seen by a GP or pediatrician, anything? Granted, I have no idea if he was really taken to a doctor at all or if it’s true that she didn’t take him to a doctor. But dammit, if he was taken to a doctor, I gather they might have diagnosed the TB earlier? And prevented the kind of exposure that’s happened here? That party was well over a month ago. And back then, supposedly he’d been having these symptoms for over a month at that point.
I had to drag the Silverjuniors down to the pediatrician’s office and they injected the fluid for the test. My oldest was the brave little trooper he always is.
Damn, I was pissed off.
It’s not the kid’s fault. I just am too worried, anxious and tired to really pit his mother. She knows her kid has got TB now. Who knows what kind of problems she faces down the road, not to mention the problems her kid will probably be having.
Not knowing has me worried sick and extremely angry but I have nowhere to put my anger. I’m angry this woman didn’t do anything about her kid’s symptoms. (I’m assuming from what I heard that she didn’t do anything about it. I guess I can’t be all-out angry because I don’t know if that’s true.)
I’m angry at myself for going to the party when we hadn’t planned on it. (Dumb, I know. But a day without guilt is…impossible. :rolleyes: )
I don’t know what’s in store for this kid and I’ll be eternally grateful for my kids to come out negative on these tests.
Have to get myself and Mr. Silver1 tested now. Screw. :mad:
I guess I’m just baffled as to why this woman let her kid go on so long without even attempting to trace the reasons for his cough and fever, if in fact she did not bother taking him to a doctor.
Some of the information I’ve come across when looking into the particulars of TB indicated that it usually takes repeated/prolonged exposure to the infected person for transmission to occur, but that of course, it’s not a guarantee, blah blah blah. I hope to heck that’s true. I’ve been wracking my brain trying to remember how much contact my kids had with this kid, did they touch him, can I even remember if they played with him at the party…the party we weren’t even going to go to, but ended up going to anyway at the last minute…
I’m so incredibly pissed off right now but I’m trying to keep it all under control. In a couple of days I’ll have the results and will know if any of us have been infected. I’ll definitely breathe a massive sigh of relief with negative results for us all. That’s all I want at this point.
But rest assured I’ll never go to one of her freaking parties again.
I’m trying to keep my sense of humor. I hope it’s working.