Asthma or Post Nasal Drip?

. . . are the two answers from two different doctors about the uncontrollable coughing we've been experiencing with Abby. But before I tell you about that, these pictures are of Abby this week. I cannot tell you exactly when these were taken this past week because she ALWAYS wears this Rapunzel dress up. Always. As soon as she gets home from the sitter in the morning, she automatically puts this on. We walk in the front door and in a matter of seconds, she is naked and trying to get this on as fast as she can.

Notice, the red around Abby's mouth? When she gets a cold, she gets red, chapped skin, which can't feel very good for her.

Here's the health craziness that has been going on in our house over the past week. Abby has always had trouble with uncontrollable coughing when she gets a cold, especially at night. This started when she was three months old. I remember taking her to her pediatrician after three nights of sleeplessness. Abby had been up coughing all night. Seriously . . . ALL NIGHT. She was so little and I was so worried about her because she just wouldn't stop. I'm talking like coughing every 20-45 seconds all night. I stayed with her in her room and was so exhausted. I had no idea what was going on with her, but I knew that it wasn't normal for a three month old to cough like that. The odd thing was that she didn't cough during the day, and I was confused. So I went to my pediatrician, looking for answers. She had a little cold, but nothing that would cause this craziness. I remember going into the pediatrician's office wearing my glasses and thinking that everyone must be looking at me because I felt so out of sorts. I had been up for nearly three days! I was desperate for an answer. After evaluating her (remember she didn't cough during the day) he looked right in my eyes and told me that I was a paranoid mother and that I had a perfectly healthy child. He also added that he didn't have time to see well children like mine just to put mommy's minds at ease. :) After giving him a piece of my sleep deprived mommy mind, he mentioned that this could be an indication that Abby would deal with asthma in the future. I "fired" him right away, wrote a letter of complaint, and found a new wonderful doctor for the girls.

Abby always coughs at night with colds, and in the past year, she has had those same coughing fits when she runs or plays. I've had several people tell me that she could have asthma, but I thought that she might just react poorly to colds (since I'm a paranoid, overreacting mother, you know). But a few weeks ago, it was clear to me that she was having trouble breathing. I called the doctor when I couldn't even take her to the park because she coughed so hard after running around for thirty seconds.

Dr. Yen, our new lovely doctor, diagnosed her right away with viral infection/exercise induced intermittent asthma. She put Abby on an inhaler, and life has been much easier in the week that she's been on it. Dr. Yen also referred us to an allergist to see if allergies were possibly triggering her asthma.

Having Abby tested for allergies was, quite possibly, the hardest thing I've had to have her subjected to. She had a six pronged device dug into her back to test for allergies. While the nurse was digging this into her back, she was looking at me, screaming, undoubtedly wondering how I could let that happen. Meanwhile, Jenna was crouched in the corner of the room wiht her hands over her head, sobbing, because she couldn't take the fact that Abby was in so much pain.

In the end, she doesn't have allergies and the allergist refused to tell me that Abby has asthma. Instead, she insisted that Abby just has a hard time with post-nasal drip.

Whatever. I choose not to go with that diagnosis. Dr. Yen knows Abby and the inhalers are helping. So whatever. And boooooooooo to the allergist and while I'm at it, I'll send some boos to her first pediatrician too.

In order to get Abby to take her medicine and inhalers, Nate has turned into Dr. Daddy. See the picture below. :) He has an Elmo stethescope, an Elmo thermometer, a Hannah Montana type microphone headset, and some kind of kitchen utensil that magically turns him into Dr. Daddy. Thank goodness for Dr. Daddy because he can get Abby to take any medicine--she just needs a few giggles first:)