|Yeah, this is one sick baby|
I had to bring B into Emerge on Monday because he was retching up a storm and not tolerating his food well (sounds familiar). The thought from the ER Doc was that it was a stomach flu so we got sent home with two more doses of an anti-nausea drug and the hope it would blow over. Was I hopeful? Sure was but was also saying as I left Emerge, "great, see ya tomorrow!". I do have to say though, in and out of Emerge in 4 hours? Groundbreaking!
|Teething and sick? Gee, lovely!|
Back in we went and got the same Dr as the day before so it was known pretty quick that B'd have to be admitted. It was a decent Emerge visit though, great Nurse two days in a row and only ONE poke to get the IV in (of course this is after I told the Dr that I would give them two shots before I wanted the NICU or Transport called). The not-so-good-news was that Purple Team (B's chronic kid team) was full so we had to be put on the Red Team but our Dr.V's on Red for this rotation and we're on Unit 2 so life is good.
Mr.B's just been blah, lethargic and well, blah. He's had a few moments of 'happy' B but they are few and far between still. He's content to lay still on the floor or in the crib (unheard of) so I know he's not feeling well at all.
|Too tired to go over Momma's leg|
|Aiding and abetting with Nurse Nora|
I keep hoping we're rounding the corner so I will have the same hope again tonight as he goes to sleep. I've been going home and (not) sleeping there and B gets good and mad at me when I return. This whole 'balanced' life stuff is for the birds!
From Our (Unit 2) Home To Yours...