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Monday, December 13, 2004

My boy is sick

It all started on Saturday, he wasn’t feeling very well and we stayed home with him (it was a crappy grayish day anyway). He had fever and was agitated most of the day. Yesterday during the day it got a little better, the fever went away, he was happier and seemed more alive. We even took him out during the evening when we went to get some new curtains for our bedroom (which were on sale). Things started to get worse when we got back home. He was hot again, though it wasn’t fever yet, and he started vomiting. Once, twice, third and fourth times in 20-30 minute intervals. He was very tired and fallen asleep while I was holding him. We hopped he would wake in a better shape.

The hopes shattered when I heard coughing and crying from his room. I ran over and there he was sitting in his bed after vomiting again all over the bed and himself. I looked at him sitting there crying, his hand over his face, I was heart broken. It was almost 3am and we felt so helpless. We called a doctor for a night visit. By the time she got there he vomited two more times.

The doctor concluded he had a virus and that we need to give him fluids in small portions. If he will continue vomiting we should take him to the doctor in the morning and they will decide what to do. At around 5am we went back to sleep. He was sleeping in between us in our bed. So pure, so beautiful.

At 7am he woke us up as he was making vomiting motions but almost nothing came out. His stomach was empty, there was nothing left in there to come out. After that he was playful and alert, we hoped he would be feeling better and we will put it behind us. He was obviously hungry calling “amy, amy” which means he wants to eat. We gave him a bottle and hope for the best.

It wasn’t even 8am when he shot everything he ate just before out of his mouth and onto our bed and pillows. This time we took him to have a bath. There was no choice, we had to go to the doctor again. The good thing about the clinic that we use is that most of the time you don’t have to set an appointment to see the doctor. Simply because there aren’t many people going there, so we just go over wait 10-20 minutes and we’re in, doesn’t matter if it’s the family doctor or a pediatrician.

The doctor gave us this powder (I can’t remember it’s name), which we should mix with water and feed him. This should supply enough nutrition to hold him until he can take normal food. We drove to my workplace, said our goodbyes, and off he went with his mom home and I went up to the office.

As of the last report I got from home. He is not very happy with this strange liquid he is given and not drinking much of it. The problem is, if he doesn’t drink and hold it in, we can’t give him any other food. I hope he will start taking it soon or this will turn into a bigger problem we don’t want to face.

I’ll keep you posted.

1 comment(s):

Gee, I hope he gets better. It is probably Gastrolyte (or our equivilent) that they gave him to stop him from dehydrating. Missy was like this the other week and I know how you feel. Getting all our thoughts over here.
Samantha
(PS: Feather=fever)

By Blogger Technicolour Nightmare, at 3:43 PM  

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