Your Name: Elizabeth Braatz
Children: 5-year-old twins and a 2-year-old
Work: Cycling instructor for the YMCA and JCC Milwaukee, freelance writer and domestic dictator of my household
Favorite part of being a mom: Little voices saying "I love you momma!"
Least favorite part of being a mom: POTTY TRAINING
Famous for: Being a vegetarian who can make a killer tenderloin.
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There are a few moments as a parent when you really cringe in sympathetic pain for your child. Today was one of those days for my 18-month-old. She has been sick with a cold since last week and has escalated in the last two days. Last night was really rough for her. She was coughing to the point of vomiting, really high fever, lots of congestion and wheezing. Since my other kids were premature, I've learned how to listen for wheezing in the chest and know when to take the kids into the doctor as a result. She was up much of the night coughing and actually slept on me for about half so I listened to her breathe. She was definitely wheezing.
We went to the pediatrician this morning and she needed a chest x-ray to rule out pneumonia. If you've never seen an infant have a chest x-ray, consider yourself lucky. Again, my premies had a few so this is old hat for me so I know what to expect but it's hard to watch. My 18-month-old also actually had one last spring as well when she got a nasty virus. They place the child on a small bicycle seat in a cylinder contraption. The tech had me hold her arms up and then they clasp this plastic cylinder around her body so she can't move. Of course the children cry and cry, but that's actually good because they are breathing heavily and it produces a good scan.
It only takes five minutes but it's not fun for parent or child. Luckily, my daughter does not have pneumonia because her lungs were fairly clear. Though it's always the waiting game to see if she takes a turn for better or worse. Interestingly, while she was taking the image, the tech told me that a parent had her keep his/her child in the contraption a bit longer so she could take a photo and put it up on Facebook. That shocked me a bit, as your child is literally screaming his/her guts out. At the end of it, I couldn't wait to squeeze my little burrito and calm her down. Now this virus needs to go away...