Tummy Bears and Kidney Infections

My four-year-old has a bear in her tummy. At least that's what she tells me. Sometimes he plays on a playground in there (located in her bladder) and sometimes he visits his grandma (who, apparently, lives near her left kidney). She has quite a story to tell of his escapades. While I find it cute and am amazed at the detail she puts into her stories about him, I confess to some discomfort in it all, too. You see, she had 3 kidney infections in one month this last spring. She was twice hospitalized for treatment at Seattle's Children's Hospital. The doctors have yet to tell us how she came by these infections--so far the tests have been negative. Presently, we are still in limbo with it all and I hate living here. If she gets a fever for any reason, she must have testing to make sure her kidneys aren't infected. So we make sure she takes her meds and we wait. We wait for follow-up appointments, wait for test results, wait for calls back from doctors, wait... to see where this will take us. In the meantime, she continues along in her happy preschool world. She doesn't seem concerned at all about any of this and her tummy bear must be a friendly bear because he doesn't seem to frighten her. I guess I'm glad she is coping so well with it all. I wish I could visit with that bear in her tummy. Maybe he could tell us what's up. After all, he is on the scene.