Last night this sweet little boy gave us quite the scare. I went to change his diaper at about 715 (truthfully I was counting the minute until bedtime since Brice was out of town all weekend). When I opened the diaper up, to my surprise, it was full of blood - not something you want to see in a four month old. So, just to be sure, I loaded up the kids and went to the instacare (might as well get to know them now right?) I thought they would tell me he was fine. Boy was I wrong. She tested his diaper for blood and once she saw it was positive, she said I needed to go over to the ER immediately and that she would call and let them know I was coming (what?!?!)
At this point I kind of freaked out. I was alone. Brice was three hours away and I hadnt been able to get a hold of him. I called his parents. Thank goodness for them - no ding. They live about 20 miles from me and it was 830 on a Saturday night, but they jumped in their car to help me and be with Noah. I am seriously sooo grateful. Marcy came and got Claire and took her home with Payton so she could go to bed, and so I had one less thing to worry about. Our bishop and my father-in-law gave him a blessing before anything else happened.
The ER took their sweet time figuring things out. They said they needed to draw blood because in babies, blood in the stool can be caused by internal bleeding. Has anyone ever seen them try to draw blood on a giant chunky 4 month old? It was the absolute worst thing I have ever been through. When my kids get shots, I am usually pretty strong because it is over so fast. Well, these nurses COULD NOT find his veins. They would stab him with that little needle and dig around in his left hand, right hand, right foot and left foot. The needle was in his skin each time for at least 3-5 minutes. There is nothing like holding down your screaming child not being able to do one thing to help him. I had a really hard time. The worst part was, after all that, they didnt get enough blood. Guess what? They decided to TRY AGAIN. Ugh. Awful. They still didnt get enough even with that. Finally they did a heel stick and "milked" the blood out of his poor foot. I never want him to have to experience anything like that ever again. There were a lot of tears on both parts - Im not sure which of us cried more :(
In the end, the blood work came back normal and the doctor said that something I ate must have irritated his little tummy...what the?
At 1 am, Brice got home from his hunting trip early - sorry Brice - I got home from the hospital and we all went to bed. I am so glad that everything is ok with our sweet baby boy. I love him to pieces.
3 comments:
That is so scary Fallon!!! Wow I don't know what I would have done either if my in laws werent there! I am glad he is ok! I LOVE LOVE LOVE that blue and black striped onesie that he was wearing in the picture! He is a cutie!
oh yikes! That's so super scary and really odd that something you ate could cause a bloody diaer. Holly had to have surgery when she was 6 days old and they could not get the IV into her little hands. So her hands came out so bruised without an IV. It was heartbreaking!
I'm glad everything's okay. ER at night is the worst!
oh that is terrifying! that is so scary but I'm glad the tests came back okay. I am pretty sure I would have cried more than the baby (noah) in a situation like that!
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