My dear friends,
Some of you I emailed yesterday about Stephen. It is easier to explain one time to all this way. For those of you that are new...thank you for following and I will be around someday to visit. I have a sick little boy and I may not get to blog hop this time around. I am writing this at 3 a.m. and I just got my boy settled in his own bed...but who knows for how long.
Here is what is happening for those of you that do know our little Stephen. He has been sick for over a month. Fevers off and on the whole time. Sometimes it is stomach flu symptoms (for our International friends...vomiting, diarrhea and all the stuff that goes with it) and sometimes he has head cold symptoms. Last week they said he had croup. This week just another stomach virus. I got concerned because no one else in the family has had any stomach flu symptoms. None at all. Stephen and I share drinks all of the time. If he had a stomach virus all three times...I should have gotten it at least once. So should have others here at home. With all of the sickness he has lost a bit of weight.
Yesterday Stephen awoke and was vomiting yet again. And had a fever. I am not one of those worry mom's that take my children to the doc for everything, but I am starting to worry here. So, I took him to a special Children's Clinic. I wish I would have just stayed home! The doctor said that he may have a bit of Infant Anorexia. What??!! He wants me to feed Stephen butter on everything he eats to gain his weight back. (Not happening.) That is all the doc was concerned about...the weight loss...not what was causing the weight loss. He said he wants Stephen to go to a special 'failure to thrive' clinic where we can see a nutritionist. The most STUPID part of this was that Stephen was running a fever...and it was climbing while we were there. Enough so that the nurse noticed and said something. They gave him two medicines for it. Yep, I am sure that is Anorexia. Sudden onset about a month ago. Accompanied by fevers.
The next STUPID part of the trip was that they wanted to draw blood and were unsuccessful. So they just squeezed his hand and milked it out of him. Here they are holding him down for that torture.
THE HOSPITAL MADE ME REMOVE THIS PHOTO FOR NOT GETTING THEIR CONSENT. I guess I can understand that. But they did say that I could leave the lower one.
Everyone wave to the hospital staff. They are very nice at the patient advocate office.
I zoomed in on his hand; it's blurry but you can see them just squeezing it out.
They did this for 3 viles of blood.
By the time they were finished his hand was covered in blood as was the nurses and the floor.
Bless his little heart, his hand is very bruised.
They also hurt his little man part by putting a catheter in.
Every time he wets his diaper he wakes up crying.
Thus the reason I'm awake at 3 a.m.
One more look at my poor tortured baby.
Ducky was there to help him feel a bit better.
We left with no answers. They found nothing wrong in his blood or urine tests.
But this mommy knows there has to be some reason he's been sick for over a month!
And most of you are a witness to that because I've been telling you here on the blog.
I am just going to let him get over this one this time. But if there is a next time in the next week or so, I am going back to that doc that was 70 miles away.
Stephen did drink some water before bed and ate a couple of pretzels. He's woken once with a nightmare(I wonder why) and twice when he urinated.
This is one adventure he'd rather just forget I am sure!
For you new people...Stephen has a page up top where all his adventures are recorded.
He is very popular and generally gets more comments than I do.
I should just let him take over my blog.
Good night all. Going back to bed now.