Reiki, collard cobbler, garlic bread and more

Last night, T went to a hockey game with pals, and, feeling the worst of Ol's spell was behind us, I took a full Ambien at 8:45p and tucked in to an awesome night. I even left T's jammies on the stairs, and lovingly suggested he sleep in the basement and get a good one. Just before nodding off, I enthusiastically agreed to meet my trainer this morning. She and I do like to text. My dream was not to be. At 12:30a, Ol woke up calling about a booger and need for water. Apparently, a fever had both come and broken, and his sheets, pillow and PJs were drenched. We changed everything, and I wobbly-walked back to bed. At 5:30a, he called out again, and this time the bed was wet for a different reason. People, please. We changed him and I moved him in with me. He kept trying to talk about going to Disney World; my pleas to wait until morning fell on deaf ears.

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As you might imagine, I have not felt fantastic today (understatement alert), was nonetheless a champ at the gym, put together this gorgeous collard green cobbler, some Louisiana garlic bread and some Jezebel sauce, and gratefully went to a Reiki session at my yoga studio. A local Reiki master offers wildly reduced-rate sessions two or three times a year so that her trainees can get more practice. I attend whenever possible as it is the ultimate in relaxation and restoration. Seriously, y'all, there is really SO much to be said about Eastern healing treatments. Don't even get me going about acupuncture; it is incredible!

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Holy Peace and Quiet, Batman!

Ol made it back to school today. I know he's bushed but also really happy to see his friends and be there; a quick email from his teacher confirmed just that. I was certain he'd need to come home early so have been sticking close to my phone but so far haven't heard a peep. I have taken advantage of these few hours to catch up on many a pleasurable task here at home: more holiday card addressing; lots of cooking (pecan-oatmeal pie, gumbo, granola, and roasted pumpkin so far) some of which is for a Southern Feast I'm catering tomorrow; laundry; etc. Let me tell you, I am relishing the hell out of the silence and feeling grateful that my little guy is on the up and up. If you missed the roux tutorial video I posted previously, click here to watch! www.em-i-lis.com

I was also thankful for a glorious evening with J last night. Yesterday was his last day of after school comic book drawing, and he was ebullient the whole way home. T gave him a haircut, I gave him his spelling quiz, he showered, we read, and then, after Ol was asleep, J wandered downstairs - decked in the now-standard PJ get up of undies and giant, fuzzy reindeer socks- and pronounced that he was hungry again. Y'all, the amount that boys eat continues to astound me. Literally, I am astounded by what Jack eats for dinner each day. T and I had ordered Indian food, and J asked to pull up a chair and join us for some. Swear to god, I fell in love with him anew. He is so earnest and dear, and any kid that will chow down on channa curry, rice and onion kulcha is welcome at my table any time.  He told us a story about a gal he knows who described herself as quiet and shy. His response was "I didn't so much go with that, but I just went on with it because I didn't want to hurt her feelings or anything." Hah! Then he said, "it's really nice to sit here and eat with you guys. I love you." What a pumpkin.

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Happy Friday, readers. I hope you're having a wonderful, delicious day!

Let's talk about PFAPA

When Jack was very, very young, he started to be plagued by recurrent fevers with incredible periodicity. Every four - five weeks, he would get a really high fever (~103 - 104) which lasted for five days straight. It was easily treatable with children's Motrin but came back immediately at the five hour post-med mark. His tonsils were enormous, like giant boulders moving towards each other, and the glands just under his ears towards his throat were regularly enlarged. But his throat never hurt, and he was never contagious. The fever would arrive, he'd lose his appetite for the duration, and then everything would go back to normal. Until the next bout. For at least a year, doctors told me he kept catching random viruses. But no kid catches a virus with the exact same presentation, month after month like clockwork. We saw specialists, we changed pediatricians, J was missing a week of school of each month (thank goodness it was only  nursery versus elementary!). Finally, finally, during a random weekend trip to the pediatrician, we saw an elderly doc as our usual physician was off call. This wizened man who'd obviously seen years of everything under the sun suggested we try Cimetidine, aka Tagamet. It's an over-the-counter histamine blocker that prevents stomach acid production but docs have found that it also boosts the immune system. He seemed to recall it linked to successful preventive treatment of PFAPA, or Periodic Fever, Aphthous Stomatitis, Pharyngitis, Adenitis Syndrome.

Believe me, no one can ever recall what PFAPA is an acronym for so your main take-aways should be: recurrent fever with clockwork regularity perhaps accompanied by mouth sores (the aphthous stomatitis, aka ulcers), sore and red throat (also giant tonsils) and adenitis (enlarged glands in the neck). Jack never had an aphthous ulcer but, as I mentioned, had the fevers and adenitis. In fact, his tonsils are now just huge all the time, and I have to remind physicians not to fret about their size.

The Cimetidine was an incredibly benign wonder drug. After starting it - a half-teaspoon twice a day- Jack was never sick again. For three years. Until he contracted a regular old virus just before his 7th birthday. And then it was gone, and he's been healthy as a horse ever since. If you think I felt immense relief, you're right. He hasn't taken the Cimetidine in years (kids very often grown out of PFAPA). And I have never missed that horrid PFAPA.

Until today. When I was grateful that our pediatrician agreed that Oliver might very well have a later-onset of it. Little mister has missed a week of school each of the past three months. This is awful for him, sucky for me, and in crass terms, really flipping expensive when you think of the cost of his schooling. The fevers are awful, huge spiking heat fests that make him shake and vomit and feel truly deathly. He doesn't have the adenitis but does get an aphthous ulcer here and there and his tonsils grow pus and get red and ache. 20 minutes after he swallows some Motrin, he is regular Ol, jumping, dancing and carrying on happily. The loss of appetite is still there, but otherwise he is fine and not contagious.

It has been a real challenge for me, with each boy, to convince our doctors (who are fabulous, and I love them) to let us try Cimetidine. PFAPA is rare, and the original suggestion was for us to use steroids as treatment. Uh, scary. So I'm really glad I pushed and studied and asked around, and I'm terribly hopeful that this will be the magic pill for Oliver too because three weeks in three months absolutely blows.

If your child demonstrates symptoms like these but most noticeably the febrile regularity, start tracking the fevers and associated symptomology. The periodicity is key; I can't emphasize that enough. Ask about Cimetidine as a first step versus steroids or a tonsillectomy. The latter might ultimately be necessary, but why not try a basic heartburn med first?!

Helpful links include:

The American College of Rheumatology: PFAPA

Wikipedia's entry on PFAPA

Basic but utterly clear info about PFAPA on Nomid Alliance