So, I feel like the jerk of the century right now. I have been so wrapped up in my own healing that I haven't been able to pinpoint until tonight why my four year old has been acting very odd. Ever since I returned home a week ago from a week in the hospital (insert eye rolling galore here) Camden has been a different kid. I have been swearing someone took my precious baby and kidnapped him. He has been acting like he is sick or going through a terrible stage of neediness. Well, the answer to my wondering has finally revealed itself.
I was giving him one of his daily foot rubs that he asks for and I was massaging around one of his big toes, and he whimpered. I felt an ingrown toenail. So now I am really feeling guilty that he didn't tell me about it and has been in pain. Plus it is Sunday now and I want to run to the closed health food store to break down the door to see if they have anything I can put on it to draw out the nail, or to comfort him. But of course they are closed today! Darn! I heard Black Ointment salve is good for this sort of thing and I don't know where else to get it on a Sunday. I put some tea tree ointment (antiseptic) on it twice since he has been asleep. If it starts to look worse at all I will take him to the doctor. But I know they will refer me to a specialist and that could take another week, so I am second guessing everything. I want my baby not to hurt. He told me it hurt so bad he wanted to cry. And that makes me want to cry.
So, I am going to give him a warm bath tomorrow with Epsom salt and see if that helps at all with the tea tree oil as an antiseptic and pain reliever a few times a day. I want to soften the nail as much as possible and draw out any possible infection that could be forming. He injured this toe skin over the summer and I know that is the culprit of this. Camden hates to wear shoes. I feel like such a bad mom for not forcing him to, but geez who knew this would happen?
Now I am going back to bed and hoping one of my really smart friends will read this and have something helpful to offer today. I have never been through this before with my boys or self. I should have trusted you all about my gall bladder attacks (didn't know what they were until I was ready for the ER).
I know this won't surprise anyone: I am sending out much gratitude to the universe for helping me figure out why my precious child has been acting out in pain--and even more gratitude for his eventual healing.
Much appreciation to anyone with solutions.
Heather (with a goose egg shaped head from banging her head on the wall)