Yes, I'm a sick, twisted person who did take a pic of her son in the Children's Hospital Emergency Room. In one way it is a milestone in that it's his first visit to the ER (I hope his last but we all know little boys enjoy freaking their Mommy's out by making SEVERAL trips to the ER) and in another way it's the scariest thing I've ever been to. This visit tops giving birth and my dad's heart attack in terms of scariest because its my son in a position in which I'm completely and utterly helpless. I HATE that feeling. All i can do is hold him while they poke and prod every part of his little body to find out what's wrong. Its almost like taking the dogs to the vet. You know they are hurting but they can't tell you where so the docs run every test imaginable.
Timeline of events:
Saturday 5:30pm - Matt notices his (Marek's) head burning up
Saturday 6:30pm - Call on-call doctor. They prescribe Tylenol and then check to see if temp goes down
Saturday 7:45pm - Leave for Urgent Care. His fever didn't respond to Tylenol and is now at 103+.
Saturday 9:00pm - Head to CHOC ER. Urgent Care couldn't run all the tests and CHOC ER is the best for kids in Orange County.
Sunday 2:30am - Leave ER armed with Tamiflu. Doctors think it might be early Flu but aren't sure.
Sunday 11:00am - Go see our regular doctor. They run blood and nose swab. Negative for Flu, but his white blood cell count is at 24! (normal is between 5-10) So he's definitely fighting something.
Monday 11:40am - Back to doctor for round two of blood test. He's now at 9.7 count. So he is apparently almost done fighting whatever this virus is. We shall see if he needs further care...
(As this post went to print, Marek is fine and resting comfortably at home with his parents)
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