Around 11ish last night Derek woke me up crying really loudly. It startled me, since he hardly ever cries. I looked at my watch and realized it was time for a diaper change and his midnight snack. I picked him up out of his crib and put him down on his changing table. He let out another load shreak with some huge thick bubbles. Then he started choking and having a really hard time breathing. By this time Derek had woke Kevin up too.
Kevin and I were both frantic, but Kevin had sense enough to grab the hospital nose sucker, which we used to get a ton of the mucus out of his mouth. We called the MYNurse number and they asked us to take his temp. When I put him on the bed to take his temp, he started having troubles breathing again. The nurse told us we should probably just head to the ER.
I called our neighbor Kelly, who was able to come over and stay with Sophia. Thank you so much Kelly, we appreciate it sooo much!! It seemed like it took an hour to get to the ER. By the time we got there, Derek seemed fine. Once we got into a room, they hooked him up to a pulse-ox, did a test for RSV, then took a chest X-ray. They kept him hooked up to the pulse-ox for quite some time. They diagnosed him with upper resp. infection.
We got home a little after 3 (3 1/2 hours later). Needless to say Kevin and I took turns keeping an eye on Derek all night long. He seems to be doing better today, but still a little off. I think we’ll both have to sleep with one eye open tonight.
It goes without saying that once you have children your life changes so much and nothing seems to matter as much. After having a preemie, I realize that I took having a healthy child for granted.
On the lighter side of last night, a funny thing happened when we were packing up to leave the ER.
Having only brought one diaper (don’t ask, did you see we were frantic?), we asked on of the nurses for a diaper. After a few minutes, she returned with two. All I can say is thank goodness it was two.
Anyway, as we were removing his dirty diaper, we both noticed that it was pretty poopy. Without much warning, it became a lot more poopy. Do you get what I’m saying?
In the end, Derek had a major blowout, which required a complete outfit change and the use of the second diaper.
I’m not sure if it was the lack of sleep, or the relief of knowing that Derek was going to be okay, but Lynnette and I couldn’t stop laughing hysterically the entire time the situation was happening.
A comical end, to a night we’d soon like to not remember.
Oh man! What a way to end Halloween night. Maybe that was his trick for you guys!
Poor little guy.
So does that mean it is NOT RSV? Is he going to have to get RSV shots this winter season?
I hope he feels better soon, and you guys all get some sleep.
Let us know if you need anything.