Sick Little Muffin

Bobo is a sick little munchkin right now, and it's so heartbreaking. He had a really bad fever on Tuesday night, and all night I was really worried, his whole body was burning up! I spent most of the night dripping water on his head until he fell asleep, only to wake up an hour later. :(

Wednesday I took him to the doctor and she immediately saw that he had a bad ear infection in his right ear! He usually loves having his ears 'checked' or cleaned, but as soon as she tried to look in it he went nuts, so it was pretty obvious even before she saw it. I was worried he might have swine flu, since my dad is convinced everyone on the earth is about to come down with it and it can be dangerous for under-2s (and everyone, etc).




So, Bobo made it almost two whole years without an ear infection or having to get antibiotics, that's pretty good, much better than if he had been in day care I'm sure! I'm pretty sure he got sick from going to nasty, nasty silver lake this weekend... it is just this tepid breeding ground for disease and it smelled like feces, the whole place... I just feel so awful that we brought him to have a fun day in the water and he ended up catching an infection from it. It just creeps me out, and we will never, ever, ever go there again. Place is disgusting, trust me.

So my little boy did better yesterday and only needed tylenol twice, and then today he felt pretty rotten again and his fever is back up high and all he wants to do is 'nap'. With the air conditioner on of course! He also has diarreah from the infection and the antibiotics apparently make that worse, so you can imagine how miserable life is right now! Lots of diapers, lots of yucky medicine and just feeling ucky... it's not a fun time to be a baby that's for sure! :(



These pics are from while we were waiting to go to the doctor... he just sat there and watched his Thomas, didn't even want to move, which never happens. :(

Shots = Bad Day for Bobo

Today Arin finally got his 18 month shots... some of them anyway... and a blood draw. It was not that great of a day for him. He started off by going to be very late, and then waking up a few hours later at 4am. Pretty rough on mommy too! Then, when he passed out for a nap, he had to wake up immediately to go to the doctors. After waiting around for EVER, he was then subjected to dual leg shots... and after that painful experience he thought he was in the clear, but he had the worst part of all... sitting on mommy's lap while two ladies stuck a needle and tube into his arm to take blood! Not fun at all.

Afterward though, he enjoyed running around the doctor's office parking lot touching everybody's tires (a fascination of his) and then he got to play outside for a while before coming in and taking a VERY VERY long nap! Now he's mostly as good as new.



Here's a random picture from Easter. And don't worry, Arin had plenty of treats to get him over his ordeal. TOO many treats. :)

Arin's First Visit to the ER

So today we had a scary experience, and by we I basically mean I because Arin got over the situation about a minute after it happened...

We were outside and I was raking leaves and Arin decided he wanted to try climbing the front stairs like a big boy, standing up. The front stairs (concrete with about six steps) have a wrought-iron railing which makes this easy for him to do, and he's done it several times before so I just let him. Well, this time he got even more brazen, and was standing at the top and doing a little dance, edging closer and closer to the edge. Unfortunately, he was wearing his big huge boots which are hard to maneuver in.

I'm not sure if he meant to take a step down or it was an accident, but in the blink of an eye he was toppling forward, landing on his head on the middle step with his body tumbling down over it again. It was one of the most horrifying moments in my life, it was super slow motion as I saw it from the side and I was convinced that he was just going to crumple in a pile at the bottom and never get up.

Thank God so very very much that he did get up, started crying and he must have ran to me, I didn't notice because I started running as soon as I saw him heave forward. I held him and hugged him and saw that his cheek and eyebrow area had some scrapes on them, but other than that he looked ok, his neck was moving normally (I was sure it was broken until that point) and he was conscious and his crying wasn't crazy in pain crying. After a minute he stopped crying and wanted to get down so he could play some more, but I carried him inside to clean and treat his scrapes, which he did not like so much!

I thought everything would be okay, I'd just keep an eye on him... I mean kids fall all the time right? Then my sister told me that that's how Natasha Richardson had just tragically died, a day after her injury everyone thinking she was alright... And also another little girl and a softball made up a similar incident in the news recently. So, I shot over to Dr. Google and of course spent the next 2.3 minutes getting totally freaking paranoid.

I called the doctor, we've just switched Arin to *my* PCP and he's a family doctor not a pediatrician so he doesn't have a nurse line, which didn't occur to me until today and is a very big problem. I had to send some crap numeric page to some random doctor they had on standby or whatnot, and wait for him to call me. Who in their RIGHT MIND still uses numeric pages? You're DOCTORS, why don't you spend some of that money on MODERN TECHNOLOGY like VOICEMAIL. Thanks so much.

So basically, I told him how Arin was being cranky and seemed a little spacey and he said to go over to the ER. At this point of course my fears were confirmed that my baby was in mortal peril and I was crying and getting really upset/scared/paranoid. Julie was here thank goodness (though she started my paranoia) and my dad just showed up to take us shopping then and was like... stop being such a girl and suck it up, he's fine. Not helping, thanks!

Anyway, we went to the ER and got seen right away as we were the only ones there, thank goodness. The doctor was really nice and friendly to Arin. It was a little weird because he ONLY talked to Arin, he addressed all his questions to him. At first I was thinking... does he expect this little toddler to answer, or am I supposed to play puppeteer here? But, Arin checked out okay. And I have to mention, they gave me an ADULT johnny to put on him, and he was so utterly adorable in it, wish I could have taken a picture of it. I got him to lie down on the little bed on the huge fluffy pillow in his big gown and he looked like a little (scrapey faced) angel.

So, everything's okay, as long as he doesn't start barfing or walking funny or acting super nuts. I would have been okay going with my first instincts which were just, oh he's a kid it's normal to get a few scrapes and bumps and I'll just watch him. But I'm glad he got checked out because I would have gone crazy after getting those ideas in my head, you know? It was just a scary situation all around, and I'm sure you other parents can relate... I hope this is his last visit to the ER, ever! Until he becomes a doctor, that is. :)

Nine Weeks and Sleepy

Arin's weekly "birthdays" are on Sunday, so each new week is another week old. This week he turned nine weeks, and today we had his two-month doctor's visit. Everything went well, he is the picture of health and still the cutest thing ever according to the staff, not to mention extremely happy. The doctor was impressed that he's already giggling (he was having so much fun 'playing' with her during the exam'), and the nurses were talking about how content and happy he is, and said that you can always tell the babies (like Arin) who get lots of attention at home because they are calmer and sweeter. He weighs in at 10 lbs, 11ozs (25th percentile) and is 23 1/2 inches long (75th percentile), with a head circumference of 39 1/2 inches (50th percentile). So, he's very tall and thin still.

Then, unfortunately, he had to get his shots, three of them and a weird drink. My poor baby cried, but only for a little while. And now he's been sleeping most of the day, which is rare since he hardly ever naps (but now he sleeps through the night, finally some rest!). Also, today was the day the cats were neutered, so I have three little baby boys sitting around the house not feeling so great. :(