sucky deja vu

It has been a long time since I’ve blogged. I have about 10 posts floating around in my head, so hopefully I’ll be able to get back to the routine soon.  I’ve been busy doing stuff like having a kid (more to come on that soon).

But then there was also the worst deja vu ever that occurred last Monday night.  We had been home three whole days with our four day-old little boy who was all perfect and warm and cuddly.   I was having thoughts like – I’ve got to do this again.  Three kids it is. Then Monday night, he felt a little warm so we checked his temp and he had a little fever of 100.7, which we didn’t really think was all that serious.  But just to be safe, Russ sent an e-mail to our pediatrician asking what we should do.   Then the pediatrician called us back shortly thereafter to let us know that we just won ourselves a trip downtown to the Peds ER.  Apparently anything over 100.4 is cause for concern in such a tiny person.

So we packed up a few things and got in the car, thankful that we have the world’s most awesome pediatrician who calls us at 9:30 at night to make sure we going to the ER and who even offered to come and sit with us as we waited and the little man went through all of his tests and thankful that we have a peds er so close.  But I also cried the entire way there…not necessarily because I was afraid of the outcome, because I was confident that we were going to the best place and that they would be able to treat whatever it was, but because we had been to the ER with a six day-old baby before and I remember the tests they have to do and the thought of that was almost unbearable.  We knew our little perfect baby was in for urine cultures, blood tests, IVs, lumbar puncture, and most likely a 48-hour hospital stay hooked up to monitors.  Plus I couldn’t help but play the “what if” game and wonder where we went wrong.  I mean, if we have to take both of our kids to the ER before they are a week old, are we bad parents?  Did I not take good enough care of myself while pregnant?  I know it was all crazy, but it was 10:30 pm and we had a 25 minute drive downtown – that’s a lot of time for a mind to wander and wonder.

When we got to the ER, his fever was up to 102.9, so they definitely did all the tests imaginable since he couldn’t really tell us what was wrong.  He is a hard stick, so they had to stick him A LOT to try to get the blood they needed for the tests and to put in the IV.  They were even talking about going into a vein on his head.  BUT fortunately, they called down the NICU nurses who worked their beautiful magic and were able to put it in the back of his hand.  It was really incredible watching them work – we are so thankful for their skill and willingness to come down to the ER and help out our little man.  And he was quite the trooper through it all – hardly crying, mostly sleeping.  That was a mixed blessing – glad he was mostly out of it, but sad because that’s how sick he was – between the fever and the jaundice, he was pretty out of it for three days, only waking briefly and not even fully for feedings.

We were finally moved to a room at 2:00 am and by the time we were checked in and settled it was 3:30am – and I thought I was tired before.  ha!   Baby B (who, yes, is still blog nameless for now) was put under the blue lights since his bilirubin levels came back pretty high.  They put on these little goggles – he looked like he was getting a nice tan.  And we waited and tried to rest.  Test results slowly came back as his fever went up and down and he remained very sleepy.  Mostly negative – the scary stuff was negative.  The most likely culprit was an enterovirus like viral menegitis.

We were finally released on Thursday morning with a fever and jaundice free little boy after all of the cultures came back negative.   He was awake more that day than in the previous three days combined, so we knew he definitely felt better.   And since then, he has continued to improve and get back to being a normal healthy little boy.   And I am trying to catch up on some sleep and not be a zombie but for a a few minutes a day.

4 Responses

  1. POOR Baby B! & POOR Mommy too! I am sure you were scared to death. We’ve been thinking about you all & wondered how you were… now we know! Will say lots of prayers for all 4 of you & for NO more ER trips!!!

  2. hope all is continuing to improve! i have enjoyed seeing the pics on FB! love and congrats to you all!

    E and A

  3. praying for your rest and health for all.


    ugh, rushed trips to the er with a child are HORRIBLE! and he is just so tiny too!

    SOOOO glad he is ok! hope everything has settled down for y’all now.

    and it has NOTHING to do with what kind of parent you are! i mean, hello! i am queen of germaphobia and my kids still get sick too!

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