Whew...what a crazy few days!!! We have had one sick little boy at our house. All of the pictures you will see in this post have been taken over a three day span. Some were taken within a couple of hours of each other but due to sickness, clothes were changed. We did so many loads of "sick" laundry and ran so much bath water today that our hot water still has not replenished.
When we bought our couches last year, these pillows came with the couches. We keep them behind the couch because they don't match the living room but they are much more comfortable than the ones that do match. So, when I put Jonah in my chair Tuesday morning to sit for a few minutes, I pulled one of those pillows out for him to lean against. He got very upset because "Dat piller goes behind the couch!!" It took me several minutes to convince him it was okay for us to use them. I will tell you that he fell asleep there and I picked him to take him to his room and he woke up enough to tell me "Put that piller back!"
Most of Monday and Tuesday was spent in our bedroom watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. (Over and over and over and over and...you get the point!) We put a sheet over our bed so he could lay there without a worry of him getting sick and ruining the comforter. We were pretty useless in doing anything else because whoever was home with him had to be right next to him. That is so unlike him but he was all about mommy and daddy.
Our original Thanksgiving plans were to go to Tupelo to my brother's house. My mom and other brother were going to meet us there for the weekend. Then, we were all going to the MSU/Ole Miss game. And, of course, do our fair share of shopping. But, we made the call late yesterday that we would be staying in Vidalia. I was sad because I wanted to be with family for Thanksgiving but then I quickly realized how fortunate I am and that sadness should be the farthest thing from my mind. Yes, my little boy is very sick but he isn't on a cancer ward like so many little children are. Yes, our plans were altered but our life hasn't been altered like so many friends with recent medical diagnosis that radically change what normal means for them. No, we weren't going to be with our family but the three of us were together and for that I am so grateful.
Dan and I ate in shifts while the other held our sick baby boy. As I sat at the table, I said my own prayer of Thanksgiving. Not one around a big table with lots of friends and family...just me and the God of all Creation. This has been a Thanksgiving Day that is so different than what was originally planned but for me, it has still been a day of giving thanks.
Try not to be captured by my sheer beauty in the picture above. Jonah and I had just gotten out of bed and were watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade. He had already been sick once and had once bath by this point. It is obvious that he wasn't feeling up to par. We should have realized at this point the day was going to go downhill fast for him!!!
Our ultimate goal was to get to 12 noon or 3 p.m. in hopes of one of the emergency clinics being open today. Those times came and went with neither clinic opening. Finally at 3:15 p.m., I called the Emergency number for our pediatrician's office. I have been blessed with the wonderful gift of being friends with our pediatrician but she had surgery on Tuesday and is at her mom's house in Alexandria. I actually got a text from her earlier today but knew she didn't feel well so I didn't mention anything about Jonah.
So, I did not call her and was beginning to worry about our little guy. The triage nurse called me back and advised me to do all we could to avoid the ER. So, we started pushing fluids via a medicine dropper. We gave him 1 teaspoon of Pedialyte every 15 minutes for 2 hours. Then, we gave him 1 tablespoon every 30 minutes for 2 hours. At that point, he was out for the night. We have gone back once to give him one ounce and will do that again before we go to bed.
They also advised giving him Popsicles. I gave him this one and he was very happy, But, I think he got a little impatient with it after a little bit and just put it down next to him. I took it outside so Max could finish it off.
As you can see, our little guy isn't quite himself. We have been dealing with this since last Saturday but then really bad starting on Monday. HOPEFULLY, we can see a doctor tomorrow and maybe get some blood work done. We are beyond the point of thinking it is a stomach virus because of how lifeless and lethargic he is. Jonah has been sick several times but it has never shut him down. This has. He pretty much has to be carried because he doesn't have the strength to walk or stand. I'm sure that comes from lack of nourishment so maybe he will be able to eat something tomorrow. Or, even better, maybe he will wake up completely well!!!