When the PICC line was taken out, the IV antibiotics stopped.

We were supposed to  move straight to a new  antibiotic.

New, as in one Ivy hasn’t had before, at least, not orally.

She has had it but as the dreaded ear drops.

Ciproxin.

Not usually used in kids, it was kind of a last resort antibiotic.

Especially for people who are on Prednisone.

Due to a break down in management and paperwork though, there was no antibiotic available upon discharge.

The doctor assured us that the medicine would be ready by the Monday.

It wasn’t.

On Tuesday we called the  pharmacy, who had no record of the antibiotic ever being ordered.

Ah, hospital beaurocracy.

We were left with only Bactrim as coverage

and it wasn’t enough.

On Wednesday Ivy’s ears started discharging.

Yes, I was upset and cranky about it.

The paed was contacted

and by Thursday, we had sufficiently jumped up and down enough and leapt through enough hoops to secure the antibiotic.

Today her ears are not goopy.

Let me say it again;

Ivy’s ears are not goopy!

Ciproxin is very strong though and she has a terribly upset stomach and is, perhaps, looking a little yellow, which would suggest her liver is not coping so well.

The paed wants us to push on for a two week trial.

I feel uneasy about this antibiotic, the same way I felt about the Dapsone, when we tried that.

My head says, it’s just an antibiotic and it’s working.

I’m  creating more drama where there is none,

nobody else can see the slight jaundice that I think is there and that I should  stop worrying

but

my gut says otherwise.

I am just watching and hoping that this is the antibiotic that will finally work and fighting the urge to cease this medication based on instinct alone.

At the moment, I’m not sure what to trust.

My head

or

my gut.