FRUSTRATION

OK so "Adam" is sick... He wakes up in the middle of the night and screams for about 2 hours.  He is holding onto his ears and he has a bad cough.  I want to take him to the doctor but I can't because when the case aid dropped him off she didnt bring his papers.  The doctor will not see him without those papers.  I keep calling and emailing his case manager.  but she does not respond.  I even get my licensing agent involved.  She is a rock star about getting stuff done!  She gets no responce.  Finally in desperation I call the CPS hotline.  The man I speak too is nice enough to give me the information I need and fax the papers to the doctors office.  When we get to the doctores she checks his ears and recoils.  Then she checks again.  I am informend that this is the worst ear infection she has ever seen and that it will most likely rupture his ear drum.  She is in shock, I am in shock and poor Adam is in pain.  We leave with a new perscription and a flicker of hope.   Fast forward 10 days, antibiotics still are not helping, still in pain, still coughing.  New perscription and a breathing machine. Now for extra fun we add in vomiting.  About this time the baby start to cough.  It takes her down HARD!  We go to urgent care, then the hospital, then we are sent home only to get a phone call telling me to take her to the childrens hospital right away.  On the way there the baby vomits so much I pull to the side of the freeway.  Now I have to debate... call 911 and wait for the ambulance to track us down or strap her back into the car seat and continue to drive to the hospital.  So, in a panic, I strap her back into the carseat and keep going.  I decided to not call 911 because I was about 3 miles from the hospital and I could get her there before the ambulance could even get to us.  She is taken into the er and a parade of doctors comes through our room. The same staff was on that night as was on the day she first went to the hospital with her mother back in January.  They had recognized her name on the board and they all wanted to see the baby who lived.  ( One tearful nurse told me they didn't think she would make it through the night when she came in with her mother.)  The baby stays 3 days in the hospital for RSV.  Meanwhile Adam is still sick.  Another course of antibiotics and nothing.  Finally he gets some kid of injection and that clears it up.  Once the ear is cleared the doctor tells me there is scar tissue on his ear drums from past ear infections that have gone untreated.   Meanwhile I still know nothing about this little boy who has come to live with me.  I don't even know his middle name.  He can't talk and he wont eat ANYTHING that might even be almost healthy.  If it isn't junk he will not eat it.  I tried the whole, this is what we are eating and if you don't like it dont eat it, bit.  He didn't eat for a whole day!  So frustraiting.