Saturday started out like any old day! Bennie and Pop had come up to visit, so we were doing what we always do when they come. Bennie cooked breakfast, while the rest of us worked on a puzzle and laid around. Hudson was acting just like his normal ol' self. He might have been a tad bit cranky, but I didn't think anything about it. That night they had a birthday party to go to for a few hours, so Matthew and I were excited to have a few minutes to watch our show without interruptions. When the kids got home, they were excited telling us about the party. Matthew was holding Hudson, and told me that he felt a little warm. My thoughts, "he has been at a party running around". Wrong!! I got the thermometer and it read 100.9. Here we go.. (Long post may get boring)
Hudson and I slept in the living room that night so I could keep an eye on him. Sometime during the night, he developed a cough and it got worse as the night when on. The next morning I decided we would go to urgent care just to be safe and make sure it wasn't flu. We get to urgent care when the doors open, and within 30 minutes they are sending us on our way with flu/strep test negative and prescription for Zyrtec! Let me give you a little history..Hudson was born extremely early, and because of that there are times that we have issues when he gets sick. He goes from 100 to nothing in no time. Last year in May, he was hospitalized because he was struggling so hard to breathe. It was very scary, but we know his body and when it is time to head to the hospital. He was showing the same signs on Sunday morning, so that is one reason we went to Urgent Care, hoping to prevent going to the hospital.
After we left Urgent Care, Matthew and I were not too happy with the situation. We had to pay $350 and all they did was swab for strep and flu, then sent us home with Zyrtec??? We had even explained his history and what we thought was going on. Oh you know, what do we know?? We are just his parents. Anyway, we spent the rest of the day at Matthew's moms house. With each passing hour, he continued to get worse. Fever kept going up and his breathing was no good. By 3:00, he was running 102 fever and having labored breathing. We decided to head back to Urgent Care. They knew when we came back it wasn't good. Long story short, 2 hours later we left. They did chest x-rays, blood, and everything else, but it was all coming back ok. They did go ahead and give a steroid shot to help with breathing. They even wanted to send us on to the hospital. We made the decision to wait and if he needed we would make the drive to Jonesboro during the middle of the night. If not then we would go to his pediatrician first thing the next morning.
The next morning we wake up to cough and fever going up. He had slept great through the night, which I thank the steroid for that!
I make the phone call to the doctor to explain what had been going on, and she says, "How fast can you be here". We hang up and head to Jonesboro. By the time we get there, he is running a good fever, so I was glad we were there. I hate when they are running fever and coughing, but when you get to the doctor it mysteriously disappears? How does this happen? Fast forward, 30 minutes and the doctor is coming in saying that flu and strep came back POSITIVE!!!! No wonder this baby boy was so sick! Booooo.... My mind went straight to the rest of us getting it. We had all been exposed, but there was nothing we could do about it.
By the time we got home, he was beyond exhausted. We laid around the rest of the day, and did nothing. (Well, I did finish reading my book)
Basically, the rest of the week has been a battle of keeping the fever down and resting. Oh and he lost over 5 lbs, so we have been trying to deal with that. I stayed home for 2 days with him, and honestly thought while he was napping I would get laundry and other things done. WRONG! Nothing...I literally stayed in pjs the whole time and held him. Anytime I would get away from him, he wanted me! I can say that I am not sad at all! I totally 100 percent enjoyed get to holding and care for my sick baby boy! It's not too often that they want momma! I'll take it when I can get it.
Well...that's all I have for you! That's the story of Hudson and the Flu. I am really praying and hoping that I don't have a story of Matthew, Megan, Jagger and the Flu to share with you! ;)
The puzzle we worked on for 3 days! I LOVE puzzles!
Day 3 pjs and nasty hair!
Last night, our Aunt Marg showed up with his favorite bread and chocolate to make him feel better!! Brother and Dad were super happy too! ;) We love Aunt Marg! She is the best!
Hope your day is full of many blessings and not too much rain!
Lots of love....
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