Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Connor's 1st ER visit

After two weeks of being sick, I finally started feeling better on Thursday and had more energy than I had in months. I was excited to go into the weekend and get a ton of stuff done. I had a to do list and was ready! That was not in the cards for me however....

On Friday afternoon, Connor and Grace were playing with their train set on the living room floor while I returned emails. Grace took something out of Connor's hands and he started to throw a tantrum. His first reaction when he starts throwing a tantrum lately is to throw himself backwards on the floor as hard as he can. I remember Grace doing the same thing but she wasn't nearly as strong as he is. When he throws himself back, it's hard and if he's on a hard surface, he bangs his head hard. I always try to get to him to stop him, but he's quick so it's a challenge. So on Friday, I saw him start to throw himself back and tried to reach him but couldn't. Instead of slamming his head into the floor like normal, he hit the corner of our wooden coffee table as hard as he could. He screamed and was in obvious pain. I calmed him down and he went back to normal.

I didn't think much of it the rest of the afternoon. He was a little clingier than normal and asked to nurse several times (unusual since he is almost weaned) but I thought he was either teething or coming down with a virus. We sat down for dinner around 7. He took one bite of chicken and proceeded to projectile vomit all over the dining room. I rushed him to the bathroom while Mike cleaned up. Grace ran in with me and kept telling Connor "it's okay Onnor, it's ok!" He vomited several more times before I remembered his fall and did a quick temperature check. He didn't have a fever so I put a call in to our pediatrician. With the multiple vomiting episodes, they told us to take him straight to the children's hospital's ER.

I took him in while Mike stayed home with Grace and it turned in to a very long night. We got there about 9 PM and he threw up all over me in the parking lot. They got us right into a room but we spent the next 2 hours waiting to see a doctor (they were busy!) Thankfully he slept most of that time and only woke up to throw up a couple of times.
Poor sleepy baby
When we finally saw a doctor, she said they were concerned about the excessive vomiting and they wanted to do a CT. Of course, Connor decided to wake up about that time and had no interest in staying still for the scan. They really wanted to avoid sedating him in case he had a brain injury so after 30 minutes of us hoping he would fall asleep, they strapped him down while I held his head still. He screamed bloody murder and I felt like the worst mother in the world.

More waiting ensued. He decided to be happy at this point (around midnight) and happily played with toys in the room and flirted with he nurses during our wait.
Looking adorable despite the bad circumstances
He made friends with our nurse. He took the bubbles out of my hand, gave them to her, turned around and tried to back himself up into her lap. He thought she was pretty great and was mad when she had to leave the room.

The CT came back normal and they let me take him home. They were sure it was a concussion and gave us strict orders to try to keep him hydrated and to let his brain rest. That meant no TV, no toys with lights/sounds, and no rough play. Yeah, with a 16 month old. We drove home at 1 AM and he fell asleep easily when I put him in his crib. But 2 hours later he was up and I ended up dozing on his floor the rest of the night trying to keep him calm.

Saturday was better. Even though we were limited in what we could do with him, I felt like he was on the mend. He was happy and keeping some food and liquids down. We decided to keep him home from church on Sunday (too much stimulation) but braved going out to our normal Sunday BBQ spot with grandma. As soon as we walked into the restaurant, he vomited all over me. It was bad, I was covered. We came home and he was miserable the rest of the day. He spent most of the day screaming at the top of his lungs. The nurses line at the children's hospital told me if he vomited again to bring him back but otherwise just to give him tylenol to help with the pain.

He slept a little better the next night and on Monday I made a follow up appointment with our pediatrician to get a better idea of what his recovery would look like. Grace started whining on the way there that her belly hurt and she said "go home, nap!" It was definitely a strange request for her. Sure enough, as soon as I got her out of her carseat, she vomited. I had a sneaking suspicion that his concussion was actually just a nasty virus presenting without a fever. When we talked to the pediatrician, he agreed with me. Sure enough, Connor's throat was very red and he has a bad ear infection. Grace came down with the same virus that night, and like clock work, Mike and I got hit with it as well. None of us slept at all that night.

So I'm relieved that he didn't really have a concussion, but I am so ready to be done with being sick. We are all recovering slowly. The weekend was way more exciting than I wanted it to be and I got nothing done. Hopefully that was Connor's last ER trip for quite a while!

I have 3 reviews and giveaways to post for you this week so hopefully I can get back to writing this week!

1 comment:

  1. So sorry to hear that Connor is feeling so bad, did everyone have a touch of the flu? I went to a visitation of my ex-father-in-law this past weekend and came back home feeling like I was coming down with a bad cold. I hope that's all it is. I'm suppose to go back up to Wisconsin this coming weekend again to visit with my 1 year old grandson. Grandma misses her boy so much when she doesn't get to see him on a regular bases. Hope everyone in your family is feeling better real soon. I know it would help around here if we would start to get some warmer weather. It was a long cold and snowy winter for sure.



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