Monday September 17, 2012:
Ryan still wasn't feeling well this morning so I called our regular pediatrician's office and made an appointment with Dr. Fullmer. We were able to get in at 9:40am. Ryan was still asleep at 9:15am. I had to wake him up so we could go. He didn't have a bath yesterday so I decided to hurry and give him a quick tub even though he wasn't feeling super awesome. Jim came home from work and stayed with Jake so I wouldn't have to take him and risk getting him sick.
We got to the doctor's office and only had a wait a minute. Ryan was so exhausted he just laid his head on my shoulder. We were called back and they weighed and measured Ryan. Since Saturday, Ryan was down 2 pounds from 36 to 34 pounds. That's quite a bit of weight for a little guy. The nurse could tell he wasn't feeling well at all.
Dr. Fullmer came in a few minutes later. He could also tell Ryan wasn't well and that he was pooped. Ryan was seriously like a wet blanket--he didn't have the energy to move or stand by himself. He wasn't well. Dr. Fullmer said if we went home, Ryan would need to drink 100 ounces of liquid without losing any of it via vomit or diarrhea. I thought about it--that was like drinking three of my mugs that I fill up with water everyday. It's hard for me to drink that much. Dr. Fullmer said that we probably needed to go to the hospital and get Ryan some fluids. I don't know why, but that made me so nervous. I told him I needed to call Jim and see what he thought. Dr. Fullmer said that was fine, but if we went home he gave us a 10% chance of successfully getting Ryan the fluids he needed. So, I told him it sounded like we needed to go to the hospital.
We got orders from Dr. Fullmer and walked over to the hospital. As we were being admitted, Ryan threw up. Thank goodness I had brought our trusty throw up bucket with us. A few minutes later, we were on our way up to the pediatric floor.
While we were waiting for the nurses to get situated, I had called Lacy and made arrangements for Jake to go and play with Krew so Jim could come to the hospital. Jim made it to the hospital just in time to help get the iv in Ryan. I had told Ryan they were going to poke him, but it would only hurt for a minute and it was going to make him feel so much better. I think he had flash backs to Saturday when he got his shot of zofran. He wasn't expecting that at all so he was ticked when they stuck him.
Ryan immediately started freaking out and said he hated shots and didn't want one. The two nurses wrapped him up like a mummy, Jim restrained Ryan's legs, and I helped with his upper body and arm. Ryan is one strong little guy when he wants to be.
It took 3 pokes and an additional nurse before they were able to get the iv in Ryan's arm. He was flipping out and saying some pretty funny things. Some of the things he told the nurses were, "Put my blood back in me! It's mine" and "I'm going to call the police cause you're bugging me!". He screamed bloody murder the entire time, too.
I think Ryan was exhausted after they finally got the iv in. To be honest, I was a little wore out, too. He fell asleep within minutes and slept until 5:30-6pm.
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| Ryan asleep after getting his iv in his arm. |
The nurse kept coming in to check on him. She told us we needed to measure how much he peed when he finally needed to, but every time she came in he was still sleeping.
Jim and I stayed with Ryan at the hospital. I left around 12:30p to get Jim and I some lunch. Around 2p, I left to go and get Jake from Lacy's house. I had got ahold of my mom and she was on her way up to see Ryan and help with Jake.
I met my mom back at the hospital after picking up Jake. Ryan was still asleep and pretty out of it.
Jake was pretty much a turkey while at the hospital. He didn't understand that you needed to be quiet and not silly. He thought it was fun to play with the barf bags, ick. They weren't used though. My mom took Jake back to our house and sat with him until we figured out what we were doing for the rest of the day/night.
Dr. Fullmer came over to see how Ryan was doing around 6:30p. Ryan was awake by then, but he still hadn't went potty or eaten anything. We were pushing liquids and he was getting liquids through the iv. By this time, he had had one bag of sodium chloride and was onto a bag of potassium chloride.
Dr. Fullmer felt it would be best to have Ryan spend the night in the hospital since he still wasn't well. As much as I hated to see Ryan in the hospital, Jim and I both knew it would be for the best if Ryan stayed over night.
After Dr. Fullmer left, I headed back to Spanish Fork. Jake had taken a little snooze for my mom and wasn't much trouble at all. I got a few things from the house for Ryan and Jim to spend the night then we and got some dinner at Cafe Rio. We picked up dinner for Jim at Subway. We went back to the hospital after we were done with dinner.
Ryan was still awake and was asking for chips to eat. Dr. Fullmer had said it was fine since they were a pretty bland food. He didn't suggest that we feed Ryan say a cheese burger or Taco Bell. It would be to heavy for his stomach right now. Ryan drank Sprite and had a few chips and Jim ate his dinner.
Of course, Jake was a turkey at the hospital and was bugging Ryan so we didn't stay long. Jake and I left when my mom left to head back to Levan.
It was so weird to spend the night at home without Jim and Ryan. I had Jake sleep in bed with me--I didn't think he would go to bed without Ryan, and it kept me company, too.
Tuesday September 18, 2012:
Jake and I got up this morning and got ready to go visit Ryan at the hospital. When Jake woke up, he sat straight up and said he knew he could hear Ryan. I reminded Jake that Ryan had spent the night at the hospital. It was still pretty strange to both of us.
While I got us ready and fed, I texted Jim to see if Dr. Fullmer had been by to check on Ryan. I guess the doctor got stuck doing visits in Provo and wasn't able to stop by before having to go to the clinic. I was thinking they would let Ryan come home some time this morning, but it looked like the Dr. wouldn't even be by until afternoon sometime.
Jake and I got to the hospital around 10am. Jake was his normal, energetic self so he didn't stay long. Jim gave me the run down on the night and what I needed to do and then he took Jake home. Jim did tell me that Ryan had went pee twice and it was alot, so that was good news. He also said that he had eaten fruit loops for breakfast and had been drinking on his own, without being asked. That was also good news.
Ryan looked SO much better this morning though. He was smiling, talking, and being his silly self. It was so nice to see him somewhat well again.
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| Ryan definitely felt better this morning. I took these pictures after I got to the hospital around 10:30am. What a difference fluids make and 24 hours! |
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| SO glad to see him smiling again! |
Ryan and I spent the day talking, laughing, and watching cartoons and movies. Around 11:30am, Ryan started whining and saying his stomach hurt. He said he needed to use the bathroom. I helped him into the bathroom and he had success! He let some massive manly toots ;) They had to make his stomach feel better, lol. While at the hospital, we had to have Ryan pee in a bowl to measure how much he was getting out. I wasn't sure if they wanted to measure how much stool he had so I took the bowl out. She said it wasn't necessary to measure his stool, but we definitely needed to measure the pee.
I could tell Ryan was getting better because he was asking for food again. He kept saying he wanted tacos and then he would ask for pizza. I told him we would see what the nurse brought him for lunch. When she brought chicken in gravy, green beans, and french fries, he was less than thrilled. He whined for pizza and the nurse actually said she would go and see if she could get him some. She pulled through and Ryan ate an entire piece of pepperoni and black olive pizza!
After lunch, Ryan started having his gas/stomach pain again. Of course, the doctor showed up while he was having his pains, too. Dr. Fullmer said he looked alot better, but he wanted to wait a couple of hours and ride out the stomach issues he was having. He felt his stomach and could tell it was full of air. He said he would check back with us at 4pm--2 1/2 hours away. Other than these bouts of gas pain, Ryan was completely fine so I was little discouraged.
Soon after Dr. Fullmer left, Ryan went to the potty again and had success. I was able to get Ryan to pee in the bowl first, but he would not let me leave the bowl on while he went poop ;) The nurse was a little irritated because he did pee a little while he was using the potty, but I did my best in the situation.
We had some time to kill so we watched a couple more movies. I was falling asleep and Ryan kept telling me to wake up because we'd be going home soon :) I thought that was pretty funny.
Around 3:30p, Ryan started to have his gas pains again. I convinced him to try and use the potty to get his toots out or the doctor wouldn't let us go home. Luckily, Ryan thought it was a good idea, too. Ryan had success--this was his third time. I tried to get Ryan to use the bathroom with the measuring bowl thing still on the toilet, but he refused. He wouldn't even go pee in it first like we did last time so I just took it off. I figured it was better to have him use the bathroom. Well, the nurse was not happy with me. She said it was hard for the doctor to make a decision when he didn't know how much output Ryan had. I thought for sure they were going to make us stay the night again. I started to get anxiety. I kept thinking there was no way Ry was going to sit there one more night and not go stir crazy.
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| Ryan after using the potty for the 3rd time. He didn't want to put his gown back on--he was ready to go home! |
Ten minutes later or so the nurse came in and said Dr. Fullmer said we could go home! Yay!! We were released from the hospital at 4:50pm. I was never so happy to leave that place. I thought we were going to have to spend another night, and it was giving me mega anxiety! I did enjoy all of the good snuggle time I got with Ryan though :)
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| Even though Ryan was exhausted and had some stomach pains that night, Jake was so glad to have his partner in crime back home. |
I think Ryan was glad to be home, too. When we got home he sat down on the couch. Next thing I know he is asleep! I tried so hard to get him to take a nap while we were waiting for the doctor to come by and he would not. He finally crashed when we got home.
We made tacos for dinner since that was what he had asked for this morning--he specifically asked for meat, cheese, and salad a.k.a. lettuce on his taco, lol. Unfortunately, he started to have gas/stomach pains after he woke up from his short nap. We had him sit on the potty even though he didn't want to, but he didn't have any success. Ryan was crying pretty hard and telling us his stomach hurt. I think I started to get nervous that maybe we brought him home too soon. To get away from it, I took Jake outside and watered the plants. I just couldn't deal with it :(
We'd been outside for about twenty minutes when Jim and Ryan came outside. Ryan had finally been able to use the potty and he even ate an entire taco. Jim and I decided we needed to let Ryan do his thing and use the potty when he was ready.
I'm so glad Ryan is feeling better. I know I didn't realize how sick he was until we got to the hospital. He ended up needing three bags of fluids at 1000mL's each!
We're on the road to recovery for sure now ;)