Besides, the new ENT is at Hospital #2 which has better landscaping and parking than Hospital#1. You can see I'm a fully informed & empowered patient's mommy.
Hospital #2 is also the same place they re-read the AAI xray from Hospital#1. And it (#1) is where her first opthamologist was - she was all of 6 or 7 months old when she saw him, i.e. with a newly fixed heart, and it was the middle of winter, i.e. flu & pneumonia season. The guy sneezed into his hands and then reached for her. Time slowed down like in a horror movie - nnnoooooo! We didn't go back. Damn #1 & their proximity. Hospital #2 is sooo far away but this last month just sealed the deal and I'm always game for lovely morning drives.
Anyway, the new folks actually tested her hearing. Such shocking thoroughness! They tried a behavioral hearing test first (the VRA on the link. By the way, kudos to whoever dreamed up those light boxes - pure, inspired genius) and then a tympanometry.
We had inconsistent results- they'd expect the tympanogram to be flat if she had fluid in her ears and/or because of those little ear canals all kids with Ds have. Except the new ENT thought her ear canals were lovely, as in not small, and she saw NO fluid. So she wasn't sure why the tympanogram was flat. She had to look as I held down my wailing, thrashing daughter so she hedged her answer a bit but no glaringly obvious wells of, um, yuckiness.
And although she technically passed her VRA (lookit me with all the new acronyms!), the audiologist thought the results were unclear since she was only "fairly" cooperative. Turns out "fair" really means "wild child - good luck with THAT one".
So we're scheduling an ABR. Which is what I wanted 'lo these many moons ago. While the girl's sedated, if our new ENT sees fluid, she'll put in tubes, but not before evaluating what the heck is going on in there. AND she wants the results of next week's sleep study, so she can decide if an adenoidectomy is appropriate. Wow! A thoughtful rational approach to an individual patient! You'd think we're in the 21st Century or something.
The teacher's aide in my son's class who not only had encouraged a new friendship between my son and a very nice new kid (he came over to play during Christmas break), she also promised to talk to someone about