This weekend I was supposed to be heading to NY to celebrate my little sister’s bridal shower.
And bachelorette party.
She is my best friend and I have been looking forward to this weekend for months.
Notice the use of the words “supposed to”.
Monday night, my 10 1/2 month old baby girl woke up numerous times crying…
which is totally unlike her.
She felt hot so I took her temp at 11:30 and it was around 101.
When I took it again at 4:30, it had skyrocketed to 104.5 and I started to get a little panicked.
A trip to the doctor’s office when they opened
resulted in a urinary catheterization in order to rule out a urinary tract infection
after the doctor on call determined her ears and throat looked fine.
In case you are unfamiliar, getting a urine sample in this manner involves inserting a tube into my daughter’s bladder via her urethra in order to drain it.
I had to hold my baby’s upper body down as she screamed and 2 nurses did the procedure.
At the doctor’s office, her temp was 102.6 right before I gave her a dose of tylenol, so technically unmedicated.
By the afternoon, her temp had risen to above 104.5 even with the medication.
I was starting to get worried.
My normally happy baby had gone
Doesn’t she look so cute and pathetic all at the same time?
She was lethargic and sleepy all day…and not crawling, walking or playing.
She just wanted to snuggle on mommy.
I know, that doesn’t sound half bad,
if it weren’t for the fact that it meant she must have been reaaaaaally sick.
The doctor on call had told me that morning and again when she called to check on Caleigh
that a fever should be no problem for us to fly home the next day (today).
But yesterday afternoon, her actual pediatrician called and
I swear he came just short of calling me a bad mother for even considering it.
Can’t doctors agree on anything?
At this point I was totally thrown for a loop
since I had no idea that was coming
thanks to the first doctor acting like it was no big deal.
Looking back, I feel like an idiot that I was considering still getting up at 3 am to catch a flight at 6 am
when I had a baby with a 104 fever.
But, boy, its amazing what stock I put in a doctor’s advice and the confidence her opinion had given me.
Her telling me it was okay made it okay and I never once questioned it.
But as soon as I talked to Caleigh’s actual doctor, I knew there was no way we were going.
Her fever continued to stay high all night and she had trouble falling asleep, despite how exhausted she was.
We even contemplated taking her to the emergency room because we were worried she was getting too dehydrated.
Then she managed to fall asleep on me, curled up on my shoulder in the fetal position, in the rocking chair in her room.
Something I’ve been dying for her to do since she was born…
only this was not how I pictured it.
Eventually we got her to fall asleep in her crib and we were elated beyond belief when she slept from 10 pm – 5:30 am.
Today her temp has ranged from 102.6 down to 99.0, spending most of the day around 100.5…
which is a huge relief because it shows she is definitely on the mend.
She also has napped approximately 6 1/2 hours today compared to her normal 3 hours which shows she desperately needed sleep.
I can’t say she was 100% herself today, but I do feel like I have my little girl back.
It really is a scary thing to watch your baby actually be so sick.
I’m completely disappointed that we won’t be able to go home now
for the shower and bachelorette party
since my sister is my best friend
and along with my older sister, I am her matron of honor.
I love her so much and even though I know she completely understands, I still wish I could be there.
But, I find that I can’t be anything other than thankful that this turned out to be nothing serious and
Caleigh is going to be just fine.
God answered my prayers and I am so grateful for that.