Tuesday, May 31, 2005
I kept him on the Combivent/DuoNeb through Sunday, and gave him a dose Monday AM, but he's back on Albuterol only now.
Funny story: He was coughing at breakfast this morning, and he looked at me and said, "Mom, I need Al-bu-ter-ol." He's not even four yet. Is that cute -- or just terribly sad??
Anyway, we'll see how long we can go before the next attack. Clearly, I'm not optimistic. We'll see how fast his regular doc puts him back on Flovent 220. She's back from maternity leave in 2 weeks.
Meanwhile, the baby's running 103. Some holiday weekend.
Saturday, May 28, 2005
His dad tried his best to take care of things - and did a surprisingly adequate job, I have to say. First he tried Albuterol, and when that failed, he whipped out the neb and hooked the little guy up with some DuoNeb.
When that barely changed things, I paged the doctor.
I kinda expected him to tell me to get some Robitussin DM. But no...he prescribed the most hard-core regiment of meds I think we've ever heard of -
- DuoNeb every half-hour - three times.
- Flovent back up to 220 for several days.
- If he's too hyper from the DuoNeb to deal with, hit him with some Dimetapp. (Or take some myself!)
- Also called in some Orapred to the pharmacy, just in case.
This'll be a fun holiday weekend....
More later. Gotta start another neb treatment.
Thursday, May 26, 2005
Then, all of a sudden, this morning he let out a brief coughing spell that ended in a gag. Yikes! A few nasty-sounding coughs later, I grabbed the Albuterol.
I called the Respiratory Center this morning and spoke to the nurse practitioner. She said we should probably extend the antibiotics for another week and a half (she's right - we've typically done three weeks for sinus infections in the past) and start doing Combivent/DuoNeb again. (Oh, joy!)
But, she warned, this may not be an attack. There's some kind of viral "syndrome" out there causing kids to cough uncontrollably for up to 5 days. Every asthma mom's dream! She said they're even allowing the kids to take a cough supressant - usually a BIG asthma no-no - for this particular ailment.
Even worse, they're seeing a lot of walking pneumonia this week.
Add to that the fact that the weather here in the Northeast SUCKS this week - loads of pollen and mold in unseasonably cold temperatures - and it really could be anything.
So...bottom line: We're watching and waiting, MDI in hand.
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
I don't know why -- they never hear anything, even when he has pneumonia! I love our peds, but with the kid's tiny little bronchioles, it seems to take well-trained peds. pulmonologist to determine how serious the attacks are.
It's stupid, but since our regular (wonderful and stunningly fabulous) pulmonologist is on maternity leave, I feel like I'm bothering the other doctors when I call.
It's the height of parental stupidty, I know. But I think we all do it. Every parent, facing the "great unknown" of children's health, feels vulnerable and intimidated when calling doctors. We're paranoid, they're innundated with the time-consuming calls of hypochondriac moms. They're brusque; we feel foolish, hypersensitive and ever-so-slightly abused. I don't blame the doctors and nurses - although I probably should. They should try to be a little more understanding.
I don't page my physicians very often; I'm not an alarmist. But I'm so often dismissed by the doctors at the respiratory group who don't know me well. They're all wonderful doctors, and I trust all of them. But they don't know me, and they don't know my son.
And that's why I went to the pediatrician first. I knew I wouldn't get exactly the care I needed, but I knew I'd be listened to, that every symptom would be taken into account, and everything treated. And if they felt the asthma was a serious factor, they'd *send* us to the respiratory group.
I was right. They checked for Fifth Disease. They checked his throat, ears, nose. They listened to his chest. They listened to the account of last night's events and a brief history of life after adenoidectomy.
Then they prescribed antibiotics for the sinus infection and nasal steroids for the *chronic nature* of the sinus infection.
THEN I went home and called the respiratory group.
Surprisingly, they weren't even remotely dismissive. In fact, they were far more aggressive than I could have predicted.
For those of you who have experience with this stuff, we're bypassing Albuterol altogether. We're doing Duoneb or Combivent every four. As a trusted asthma parent, I've got permission to do three doses two hours apart (enough medicine to give an elephant a coronary, quite frankly) if necessary.
We're doin' saline spray 10 minutes prior to the Nasonex, and we're definitely not lowering the Flovent this month.
This'll be fun. Nothing like have your preschooler on a rigid schedule of inhaled speed, after all.
Even better, he has to stay home because there's no way in HECK I'm trusting his daycare to administer meds on schedule, much less identify an asthma attack.
Cool. A preschooler. At home. On speed. While I'm trying to work.
Hey, let's just put him on Orapred too, while we're at it.
Last night: We've been letting B stay up til 9 since daylight savings time started, since he doesn't like to go to bed while it's light out. I should have put him to bed earlier yesterday, since he seemed a bit overtired and "snakey" - but I didn't.
When I told him it was bed time, he got all teary and said, "But my tummy hurts!" I asked him to show me where it hurt.
He pointed to his chest.
So, one Singulair, one puff of Flovent, two puffs of Albuterol, a teaspoon of Dimetapp and two sniffs of saline later, he's off to bed.
Not an hour later, I hear whimpering, so I head upstairs. B's crying. I went to give him a hug and realized he was still sleeping.
Uh-oh again. It's a night terror. God, I hate these things.
And it's a bad one. He's hysterical, screaming and sobbing like an infant. Dad has to take the baby downstairs because he's starting to freak out (that's Dad AND the baby).
Problem is, he's crying and screaming so hard, he's triggered an asthma attack. He's coughing til he gags, and by the time it's all over, he's got petechiae all over his face.
I page the pediatrician, natch, and she tells me to bring him in in the morning -- and to give him another shot of albuterol.
So, I head upstairs, MDI/spacer in hand, and give him another dose. Which arouses him and starts off another night terror. Yea.
When it's all over, he's calms down and goes back to sleep, but he spends the night breathing at 40 resps/minute, and he's moaning a lot in his sleep.
I can't complain too much -- he hasn't had an attack in AGES. We've had a great winter. But I hardly slept last night because I was so worried.
And I can't help but wonder if lowering his Flovent was a baaaaaad move.
Monday, May 16, 2005
As a marketer and parent, I have a very strong opinion on this, and here it is: As a parent, I am responsible for what my small children see, experience and eat. If you're a parent, you are, too.
Don't go blaming McDonald's for your child's obesity. It's your fault, not theirs. If you're child is eating too much fattening, unhealthy foods which lead to obesity and/or asthma flareups, I fail to see how it's McDonald's fault.
Feed your child wholesome, healthy foods. Don't let your toddler or preschooler watch television with commercials or inappropriate characters. If you choose to let them watch things like Nick or Disney Channel, make sure they know what they're watching. Supervise. Explain why they can't have everything in the commercials and why they can't have milkshakes for dinner.
It's called parenting folks. Our moms and dads did it -- we can to.
You know can't do it? Your TV. And corporate America.
(soapbox down, angryasthmamama quiet.)
Thursday, May 12, 2005
Steroid use for asthma no more effective than placebo, study finds (So be sure to switch your child to sugar-based inhalers to test for yourself.)
Toxic chemicals in the home cause asthma in children, says study (So make sure you use vinegar and lemon oil only to clean and disenfect your home..._
Asthma inhalers actually worsen asthma; cow's milk and chronic dehyration are the root cause (And we're back to the sugar inhalers.)
But one happy story:
Damn -- this site's a GOLDMINE!
"Asthma is a false disease caused by chronic dehydration and body's drought management efforts, says doctor"
Now, children, there are 17 million children in America, probably more because the numbers rise every year, who have asthma, and the reason is, at the same time, children have been consuming more and more sodas. Three year olds to five year olds have been consuming three times as much soda in the last ten years than in the ten years before that. So these people are getting dehydrated, they are consuming more sodas, which doesn't function in the same way as water, and that is why they get asthma. Now, give these children water, and their asthma will disappear very quickly, in a matter of a few hours, completely the breathing becomes normal. The need for these inhalers will disappear.
Sure. That's it. Replace the Coca-Cola with water and your kids will be fine. And sorry, my kid was diagnosed at 18 months. He'd never even HAD soda -- and still gets it pretty darned rarely.
And just to get you a little more ticked off, here's how the article opens:
Mike: I'd like you to elaborate a little more on asthma, and the idea that the body is managing its water supply deliberately in a way that produces symptoms that are called asthma.
Dr. B: Yes, well you see, drought management means that you have to clog the holes where water is lost from the body. Water is the most precious commodity in the interior of your body, and when not enough is coming in and more is being lost, this is a no-no situation for your body. The intelligence behind the design of the body has it such that a drought management program will kick in, and then allergies are a sign of dehydration because the system that regulates water balance of the body suppresses the immune system, because it's an energy-consuming situation. Then you get asthma.
Interest (or bile) piqued? Read the whole thing. It's positively baffling.
Monday, May 09, 2005
A peds ER doctor had diagnosed her child - who had collapsed and turned pale and blue with O2 level of 89 - with severe asthma. The pediatrician had "corrected" the diagnosis and called it Stridor.
Now, I've been an "Asthma Mom" for two years now, and I have never heard of "Stridor."
So, being the research geek I am, I Googled it. Here's the best info I found:
Stridor is the audible symptom produced by the rapid, turbulent flow of air
through a narrowed segment of the respiratory tract, more specifically, the
large airways. It is often the most prominent symptom of airway obstruction
in the pediatric patient. Proper management is possible only after a precise
diagnosis has been established.
Stridor is a symptom and not a diagnosis. It cannot be managed appropriately on
the basis of a presumptive or inferential diagnosis.
Stridor is most often inspiratory. It typically originates from the
larynx, upper trachea, or hypopharynx. The term stertor has been
used to describe the low-pitched inspiratory snoring sound typically
produced by nasal or nasopharyngeal obstruction.
So, basically, stridor is pretty much the sound your wheezing child makes on the inhale. It is *not* a diagnosis. And it seems to occur most often during a case of croup, as far as I can tell.
I have to think that the asthma mom on the babycenter board misunderstood her doctor. Either that, or the guy got his med school degree from IDG ("Pediatrics for Dummies?")
But either way, I hope she takes my advice and finds a peds. pulmonologist!
Friday, May 06, 2005
He was diagnosed with eczema yesterday and put on a steriodal cream. Ah yes, his first (topical) taste of corticosteroids.
It wouldn't be so bad if (1) it had started BEFORE I put him on regular mild; (2) he hadn't had those many, many incidents of coughing til he turned purple and gagged and (3) he hadn't already had bronchiolitis.
Let's tie that in with the fact that (oh, yeah) his big brother's asthmatic.
But really, I'm trying to be optimistic. Really. I am. Seriously.
Thank GOD they're really good kids, right?
Things are looking so good, the doctor is talking about lowering him to Flovent 44 for the summer. Considering we were on 440mg this time last year, it's really almost too good to be true.
His regular pediatrician says this is because we treated the asthma so aggressively in the early days.
So I guess all that Orapred has paid off. It's nice to know I didn't spend all the days with a near-psychotic toddler for nothing.