1st Hospital Stay

So, I was supposed to go back to work on November 30.... Apparently, Milo wasn't ready for me to go back just yet and decided he would implement a plan to keep me home. Our sweet little guy had a fever the evening of the 29th, and we gave him some tylenol and called the pediatrician. He told us to, along with the tylenol, give him a luke warm bath and then be sure to keep him warm. We needed to monitor his temperature and call him in the morning to schedule an appointment. Well, Milo didn't want to wait that long. We put him to bed and shortly thereafter, Cesar, went in to check on him because he had woken up. He called me in there immediately... Milo's little body was cold and he was shaking. Not only was he shaking, but his body was stiff and rigid as well and his lips had turned dark blue (we later learned that he had had a fever induced seizer). We knew we needed to get him to the hospital asap. When we got there the docs were concerned about the event we had described to them and his high fever. They wanted to get urine, blood and spinal fluid samples to make sure that he didn't have meningitis or any other infection spreading through out his blood. The first thing they did was get the urine sample. They had to catheterize him... it was aweful. I was histerical. Good news, well if you want to call a urinary tract infection "good news," came quickly when his urine was cloudy. That meant that, most likely, a UTI was the cause of his fever. They, of course, still had to get the other samples to be sure. It took them SEVEN times to try to get an IV in him. That, I think was the worst of all for me. Then, the one they finally got in somehow shifted and had to be removed because the antibiotic was going into the tissue instead of his blood stream (the next morning, however, the nurse was able to get his new IV in with no problems, in his little foot). He did really well for the spinal tap... he still screamed of course, but that was quick. Even after all those pokes and prods, Baby Milo was able to smile and coo at us. He was such a trooper. We were there for a couple of nights and days just to make sure that the infection hadn't spread. It was a very hard thing for me to see my little man in a hospital crib with an IV in his little foot, but we are so grateful for modern medicine and the great nurses and doctors that work at Morristown Memorial Hospital. They were fantastic....

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Notice his little IV on his foot... by the time we left, he had just about kicked the little restraint brace off!