Urgent Care

We had our first visit to urgent care last night. At 5:00 pm I was feeding Lily right before I needed to leave for bible study. After finished she started getting blotchy and really red. Her eyes started swelling and getting watery. I, like any grown 30 year old woman would do, called my mother. After getting the third degree to determine if I had switched soaps, detergent, perfume, or lotion, I decided to call the nurse at 5:30. I waited on hold for about 40 minutes and finally hung up. I knew they would call me back but for whatever reason, it made me feel better to sit on hold. After her normal color started to return, I put her to bed. The nurse called back around 7:15 and made me wake her up to check on her. She then suggested we go to urgent care. I knew she would be fine but had that nagging feeling in the back of your mind that if I didn't go, something terrible would happen. So Kevin played along in my insanity and let me take her to Kaiser.

We walked in and the place was a zoo; crying, sniffling, sneezing, coughing, moaning children were everywhere. When we heard one of the receptionists tell a patient that it was at least an hour wait to see a doctor, Kevin and I just looked at each other. We knew we didn't want to wait around that long. However, our receptionist told us that because Lily was so young, we could go right in. We saw a doctor almost immediately. Of course she said she didn't know why it happened and she was fine now and to give her a tiny dose of Benedryl if it happened again. One strong possibility was it was something I ate and then passed along. Unfortunately, the only thing new I had yesterday was the red cinnamon candies I kept eating every time I walked by the candy dish. Which was a lot. So we came home and Kevin gave her a bottle that night. The next morning she woke up as if nothing had every happened. I, on the other hand, was tired from being up every couple of hours to check on her. By morning the swelling was completely gone and her color was back to normal.

Here are a few pictures of her blotchy face right after it happened. She looks exhausted and as if she had been crying for a long time; neither of which were true.

Her eyes were still a little swollen and watery when we got to urgent care at 8:00.

Daddy kept her entertained while we waited for the doctor.