The UTI Finale

It was a busy Sunday. Shane and I went to church, lunch, volleyball, and Dylan's! 

And then the doctor's!

That's right, Shane still said it burned to pee. His antibiotics would run out Monday morning and Carrie was worried.

Shane knows all the buzz words by this point and uses them fluently. The nurse asked if he'd had "rabbit poop" lately and Shane got excited. "Yes! Yes, I have!" They must have thought it was clinically significant, because they brought out a chart for Shane to describe his poop. I thought it was more likely Shane was excited because we have a rabbit, but the doctor pointed out most parents don't look at their kids' poop after a certain age.

The verdict: The medicine should be working, but they'd refer us to a urologist in case it didn't.

Here's the full timeline:

Wed, 2/9 - Shane peed in a cup. The test didn't see bacteria, but with the symptoms present the doctor gave us a prescription. Shane hated the medicine. 

A few days later - The sample that was sent off confirmed Shane had a UTI. However, it showed a 'slight resistance' to the type of medicine we were prescribed (which Carrie now mixed with grenadine to make Shane take it). 

We run out of medicine and a week later, 2/16, Carrie calls the doctor again for a new prescription.

Friday, 2/18, I take Shane to the doctor. He pees in a cup (no bacteria), a sample is sent off, and we're told the bacteria should be susceptible to the new medicine. 

Sunday, 2/20, Shane pees in another cup (he's had lots of practice at this point), no bacteria is found, and the doctor seems to shrug and say, "Let's see what happens and go to a specialist if there's still a problem."

Monday, 2/21, Shane takes his last dose before school. I get home after school and Shane mentions it tingled a little when he peed. 

"The doctor said you're cured."

"I am?"

"Yeah."

And that was the last Shane mentioned it.

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Seriously.