Another Visit To Urgent Care

This past week I received a call from Dominick's daycare saying he was acting a little off and seemed really uncomfortable. She also said that he was putting himself down for a fourth nap. That made me think that he may not be feeling well since he will normally only take 1 good nap in the afternoon and maybe a 15 minute nap in the morning (sometimes only a 15 minute nap all day). When she said that I asked if he was running a temperature. She checked and said it was 103, but checked again 10 minutes later and it was running around 101 and 102 so she thought the 103 was kind of a fluke.

When I picked him up he was really warm, but I gave him some tylenol and he took a nap and we decided to wait it out. The last time we went into urgent care they couldn't find anything wrong with him and he was back to normal the next day. Ryan and I both went into work and he stayed with my neighbor on Wednesday. When we got home he was just not acting right. He started drooling large amounts of saliva and just kind of whimpering and moaning. I could tell he was not feeling well at all. He had been having motrin and tylenol all day long and his fever hadn't gone below 99 and that was early in the morning. When I checked him again it was 102.8. I told Ryan I didn't want to wait for his appointment in the morning and that I thought we should take him into Urgent Care. 

Fast forward...we are in urgent care and they check him. They said it is mostly viral, but they want to take some blood and also give him a bag of fluids. I was dreading it because that meant he would have to get an IV. The first nurse came in and she missed his vein, the second nurse comes in and takes a good 15-20 minutes trying to find a vein only to use the same arm and go for the same vein the first nurse missed. Thankfully she got it because I was not loving that. He looked so pitiful and so sad, but really was sweet as pie. As we were waiting for the fluids to finish so we could get released Dominick kept looking at the door and then back to Ryan and I and then waving. He wanted to leave probably more than R and I. When I looked at the clock it was around his bedtime and he was ready. We got home and he went straight to bed. 

Turns out he had a viral infection and was dehydrated. They took two vials of blood and wanted more labs from our appointment on base the next day. We had his appointment on Thursday and his doctor said she did not want to run anymore tests and that he looked to be on the mend. His fever stayed between 99 and 101 yesterday, but he was drinking so that made me hopeful. Before bed he was cracking us up. He loves to make us laugh so he will do a fake laugh and then look at us for approval. When we laugh again he tries even harder the next time and then he smiles as if he has accomplished a big goal of his. 

Friday morning he woke up a little fussy so I was not sure he was back to normal, but he was playing with his daddy (who stayed home with him). We have no idea how he got it, but I'm glad to have him back to his healthy little self.