SO SO SICK

So lets start with Friday....

Horay..it's Friday, last day of work before the weekend. I even got to wear jeans to work. (yehaw) So then I get a phone call from my beloved sister, Savanah, saying Pax has a darn fever. I thought to myself, ok, give him some Tylenol and he'll be good. Well, things didn't go as planned. I ended up leaving at 12:00 from work to go and take care of my little man. He kept up with a fever for the rest of the evening and into Saturday.

Saturday then turned into, complete diarrhea and vomiting and still the same fever. Then the dry heaving came...HORRIBLE! No child should have to dry heave. It's the saddest thing....EVER! So off to Urgent Care we went. After waiting 30 or some minuets and 3 horrible dry heaves by Pax, in the waiting room, they got us in. The lovely nurse gave him a shot of Zofron (to stop throwing up) and a dissolvable pill for us to take home. So home we went.

Finally Sunday is here, and of course I'm thinking the worst is over...BOY was I was wrong! Sunday he ran a fever and still wasn't eating. I thought to myself, give it another day for him to get some fluids in his system... Well my poor little baby was completely lifeless all day. But still wasn't throwing up, which was a plus. So off to.....

Monday. I had already taken the day off so i was home with Pax. He still had a fever and was pretty listless. Then around noon he started throwing up again. YUCK! Then the dry heaving came once more. OFF to Urgent Care again....YUCK! (yes I like the word YUCK!) We get to the lovely Farmington urgent Care (INSERT SARCASM HERE) where there was a bazillion people! YUCK! So while he was dry heaving once again in the waiting room the nurse suggested we go to the ER to get him hooked to an IV because he was so dehydrated. (She could tell just by looking at him...it was THAT BAD) YUCK!

So off to the ER. We get there to find the same amount of people there and the wait to be 2-4 hours! ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?!?!?! By this time Pax is in and out of sleep and PALE. It's hard for the whitest kid that I know to look pale. But he seemed to accomplish it. After 1 1/2 hours of waiting they called us back for what they called "Fast Tracking" (taking a bunch of sick people with the same symptoms to one room with lots of little rooms in them to send one doctor to diagnose all of the "Same" sick people at one time.) (YES THIS IS THE INGENIOUS WAYS OF THE GREAT FARMINGTON HOSPITAL) So finally when the doctor came in...he says, "wow, he looks bad." YeAH! GOOD FREAKIN OBSERVATION BUTTHEAD!?!?!? WTF!?!?! Then he decides that he needs an IV. FINALLY! and he thinks Pax has a Urinary Tract Infection and wants to do a catheter! HOlY SHIZ! By this time I'm freakin out. A 17 month old to get a CATHETER!? POOR LITTLE GUY.

So after the HORRIBLE IV and waiting 2 more hours then decided to do the catheter. IT WAS HORRRRRIIIFFFIIICCC!! I didn't realize how strong Pax was. He was so combative. As any boy/man would be if he had to get a tiny tube stuck up his penis! OUCH! Well after that horrible experience we are told, No...no UTI! WE DID THAT FOR NOTHING! Man, i was mad. Then he decide to check his ears...oh looky there! HE HAS AN EAR INFECTION along with this HORRIBLE FLU! So they finished up his IV, gave me some ear drops and some dissolvable tablets of Zofron and sent us on our happy way around 10:00. Boo. i hate hospitals. BUT MOST OF ALL I HATE THAT MY LITTLE BOY IS SO SO SO SO SO SICK! He's laying next to me right now with a fever and still hasn't got out of bed all morning. He's done some complaining of his penis hurting. So there. I had to vent about this. I'll keep ya'll posted on his prognosis. Hopefully he gets better soon!