On Monday the 14th, I noticed Bryson's cough wasn't getting any better, so I called the pediatrician and was told to come in. They did a nasal swab (yeah, the kid didn't like that so much) and told me they were going to test for RSV. Of course, this sent me into a slight panic, as I had heard all kings of bad things about RSV. The nurse called me about an hour later and told me he tested positive. Great. I was told to watch him for fevers or difficulty breathing and if either of those things occured, take him right to the hospital. Well. at midnight I got up to feed him and he felt hot so I took his tamp and sure enough, it was 101.1 (rectally, so fun). Mike and I immediately called my mom to come stay with Brody while we went to the ER. The ER doc called my ped (she was on call thank goodness) and was told to do a full sepsis (?) work up. This meant my poor 25 day old baby had to have blood drawn, a catheter inserted to get a urine sample, an IV inserted, a chest xray, and the cherry on top of the crap sundae, a spinal tap. Fortunately, we were sent out of the room for the worst stuff. I was okay with that, there was a nurse in there who had two young kids herself (one was a 3 month old) so she was very comforting to him. It took over an hour for them to get the IV in, they even called down a couple of OB nurses to help. When we finally got to see him again, he had bruises on both hands, his arms, 3 on his head, and his feet. They managed to get the IV in his right foot. Poor baby was just traumatized. Then we had to wait for some antibiotics to be given to him before we could leave in the ambulance for Sacred Heart in Spokane. Yep, doctor decided he needed to be in the hospital to be safe and there were no available beds in Moses Lake. We left for Spokane around 6 am and I managed to sleep in the ambulance for most of the hour+ ride. On the way there, Bryson's O2 levels dipped a bit so they gave him some oxygen. At Sacred Heart, we were in a romo in the ER for two hours while they readied a more permanent room for us. Apparently, the children's floor was pretty full. And I found out a lot of the babies there had RSV as well, so I felt a little better knowing how common this virus is.
Mike, Brody, and our neighbor came up to visit later in the day. My mom really wanted to come, but she had set up a Make-A-Wish training that evening and had to be there for it. Anyway, when they showed up, I was about to pass out from being so tired. Shelbi took Brody on an "exploration" of the hospital and Mike and I tried to nap for a bit. I probably slept for about an hour. They left for home around 5:30 and I spent the rest of the night feeding my little porker (whose appetite had decided to come back) and sleeping. It's amazing how rested you can feel after a few sporadic hours when you've been up for almost 24! At 8 that night, we got a roommate, a six month old who also had RSV. I swear, his mom looked about 16. I heard her tell the doctor she also had a 22 month old. I didn't pay a whole lot of attention to her, but I was aware of the dr telling her CPS would be in to talk with her.
On Wednesday morning, the doctor decided to see how the little guy would do without the oxygen. His sats were dipping a bit, buy stayed above 90 so we were told we most likely would be able to go home that evening.
Here are a couple pictures of my poor baby in his hospital bed:
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