So, after the two hour trip to the doctor, John Paul was admitted to the hospital to be put on IV fluids and have some tests run. By the time we actually got checked-in, his fever was up to 103.6 and he was pretty lethargic. The first attempt at an IV lasted 30 minutes. His arm started swelling, and all the fluids were going into his muscle. After three more attempts, his final, lasting IV was administered in his scalp.
We spent five days in the hospital with him. His fever would fall and then spike again. Then, we couldn't get him to eat anything. He developed a rash, and he left the hospital with a yeast infection and a cold. My mom cancelled our trip to Chicago in order to stay home and keep Carter and Peter, so we didn't get to help my sister with wedding plans. A lot happened in a week. In the end, they ran ever test imaginable, and concluded that it was all a bad virus. While frustrating at times to not have a solid answer, I am so very thankful that it was only that. Things were put into perspective really quickly when we found out the baby next door had cancer.
Being admitted
Finally, a successful IV
Day 2
Two of the prayer warriors back home
Trying to get him to eat
His new gown
Day 4 and a wagon ride in the halls
Working on a smile
The morning we left
Back home
Regardless of the degree of severity, it hurts to see your baby hurting. Thank you all for the texts, messages, prayers, visits, favors and thoughts. We are home now and trying to lay low so he doesn't catch another infection with his immune system compromised (Dr. said it will be 2-3 weeks before he's fully recovered).
And, Carter has begun throwing up again. Seriously.
This will be a November we will never forget!