Between New Jersey and Chicago we took Rissie in to see her rhuematologist. Both knees were showing swelling. So the new plan of attack would be upping her medication treatment to stronger action, which meant giving her a shot once a week for six months. My heart sank. Who wants to give their three-year-old a shot? (It's not three times a day though, right Allison?)
I told her doctor we were in the middle of transitioning again, and didn't want to put her through something like that in the middle of jumping her around. He told us that it would be fine to wait until we got to Chicago and recommended a doctor he did his residency with.
We continued to faithfully give her the Naproxin twice a day and met with her new doctor yesterday. She was very sweet with Rissie and I was overall pleasantly impressed with her. She also found that the swelling had gone down and thought the methotrexate might be too strong for the time being. (We were running out of her med in New Jersey and (with our insurance in Utah) hadn't been giving her the full amount. Probably why the swelling had been different.)
Rissie will continue taking Naproxin at a slightly elevated dose and hopefully that will be enough!
Heartache is a hard reminder that our hearts work.






