Saturday morning, against my better judgement, I gave Evie her 2nd dose of Prednisolone.
I left for my essential oils workshop and got home around 2p. My dad was outside when I pulled in the driveway with that look on his face. Evie was awake – still – and not happy. My regular 2-hour+ napper was down only 45 minutes. She was crying and fussy and seemingly very angry.
I picked her up and tried to soothe her. There was no soothing. In fact, the crying and fussiness got worse. Two hours later she was still raging. Screaming, crying, hitting. Totally unconsolable. At one point, she ripped all her clothes off (never done this) and started clawing at her skin, namely her back and chest. She had a new shirt on, so I thought perhaps it was irritating her skin. I put her in the bath. The screaming continued. When I say screaming, I don’t just mean a little temper tantrum, I mean an all out rage. At times she was stiff as a board and shaking she was so angry. My mom even asked if I wanted to take her to the ER.
I’ve never seen her act this way, nor had my parents. Thank God for my mom because all the sudden it clicked for her when she saw Evie incessantly trying to scratch at her back.
“Do you think the medicine is causing this?”
It hadn’t crossed my mind! How could I not have thought of this? My child was literally having baby ‘roid rage, and I mean that with all seriousness.
She was beyond aggressive, eating non-stop, not sleeping and completely beside herself.
I called a local pharmacist (our pharmacy was closed) to ask about her symptoms and what else to look for. I said, “so, I’m assuming you would tell me to stop giving this to her, right?” Do know want to know her response? “No, as long as she doesn’t have an actual rash, I would go ahead and keep giving it to her because you don’t want her cough to get worse.” If I could have jumped through the phone I would have. I said, “you hear her in the background screaming, right? And you would give her more?” “Yes, I would make sure you finish the prescription. Maybe give her some Benadryl for the itching.” As I thought, “because the answer right now is more medicine, right?” I was fuming.
I hung up, grabbed Evie from my dad, took her shirt off and started rubbing lavender oil, a natural antihistamine, all over her chest, trunk and back. Within 30 seconds, she was calm. She hadn’t been calm in hours. Hours. She snuggled up to my chest and didn’t make another peep. In fact, about an hour after that, she started smiling and playing, slowly rejoining the land of the living. I continued to reapply the lavender oil every 20 minutes until she want to bed.
We were awake that entire night, rocking in the Lazy-Boy and walking around. I had little patience and felt like a horrible mom for being so short with her. I knew her body was detoxing but my mind was foggy from being so worn out from lack of sleep.
The whole process reaffirmed why I want to avoid medication at all costs. Her rage was fully my fault. I knew better. I knew she didn’t need it and I knew she would heal on her own, but I let the fear of “what if” talk me into giving my child a steroid that was simply not necessary. The medication side effects were ten times worse than the actual ailment! In 22 months, this was the first medication she’d ever had and this was her body’s response. Ugh.
The next morning, tired as she was, she was mostly Evie again. Not “Evie on drugs.” She slept the full 2 hours on the drive home without a sound. That afternoon, she slept almost 3 hours. That night, she slept a solid 12.
Evie is back to being my sweet and sassy monkey. After I dropped Finn off at school Monday, we went on a little girl date between errands. Evie chowed down on some freeze-dried fruit and water, while I (the non-coffee drinker) drank up. My body still hasn’t adjusted to not sleeping for days on end! (And our eardrums might never heal!)
(*** Funny story: we had to run to True Life Wellness for a quick meeting that morning. Evie was obsessed with her water cup and had to take it with her. I told Dr. Tyler it was a ‘soy steamer’ just to see his reaction. That dude has such a game face! Nothing like joking to your chiropractor that your child is drinking soy, sugar and coffee – ha! ***)
So, I share this crazy story about medication and oils and Evie’s (literally) insane reaction for several reasons.
One: Parenthood is hard!
Two: Trust your gut. I knew those meds weren’t the right choice, but I caved. Hindsight.
Three: Natural options, in this case essential oils, are all around. We just have to find the options that work for our family and use them.
Four: Kids bounce back from your horrid choices and love you anyway – thank goodness!
Have a medication or medical “gone wrong” story to share? I’d love to know I’m not the only one!