I realized that I never finished the Quinn saga and I am sure you are all wondering how our little man is.
After we met with our pediatrician, we were referred to a pediatric ear, nose, and throat dr. It took a couple weeks to get our appointment so in the mean time I read everything I could get my hands on, so I would be educated on what an upper lip tie was and how correcting it would help my baby.
Finally the day came for our appointment. We got there early so I could have a plan for what to tell the dr. After we got called in, we sat in a room and struggled to keep everyone occupied until the dr came in. When the door finally opened it was a resident that came in. She asked me what was going on and I told her of all our struggles. She looked at his mouth and said that there was definitely a lip tie but didn’t think there was a tongue tie. She said she needed to get the dr in to give his opinion but her opinion was that he needed it fixed.
My heart jumped for joy! I was finally going to see some help. My boy was finally going to be able to gain weight and latch better. Those hopes didn’t last very long though.
The doctor came in and took one short look at him and said “He is fine he has no tongue tie, so he is fine. There is something else wrong with him.” Trying to keep my cool, I explained to him that I had done lot of research and talked with a lot of moms and lactation consultants who had all told me the same thing. That the upper lip tie effects the latch and that his weight problems wouldn’t get better until he gets it fixed. The next thing the dr said kind of caught me off guard. He said, “This is a purely cosmetic procedure. There is no such thing as a posterior tongue tie and there is no medical reason to fix any of his problems. He must have something else wrong with him. I will not be able to help you.” Then he turned and walked out of the room.
I was boiling inside. How dare he be so rude! Can’t you see that he has weight problems? Can’t you see he has muscle development issues? Can’t you see that I am a mom who is desperately trying to help her child??? And you talk to me like that???
I turned to my other kids and told them to pack up their stuff so we could leave. I looked up to see the resident standing there with her mouth partially open. She kind of whispered “I am sorry.” The nurse told me to check out with the front desk. I gathered the kids who were all asking if the dr was going to help Quinn and we left. As we left I answered my kids, without trying to silence myself or the kids. I said “No, The dr isn’t going to help Quinn. He doesn’t want to.” I walked past the desk and told them I would not be back and walked out the door.
I went home and cried of course, knowing that we would have to some way find a way to pay for this out of pocket. I knew in my gut that this was what was giving us so many problems. I had to get it fixed for him and for me.
To be continued…..