A Wyatt Update

If you have been following along with us over the past week then you're probably aware that Wyatt hasn't been feeling real great. Thankfully he is on the mend...I think, but I wanted to share a bit of what has gone on. Mainly for myself & to look back on later.
The last two posts I've written have included that fact that Wyatt hasn't felt well. It started on Wednesday, January 11th. He spiked a high fever + had a pretty bad cough. We went to the doctor on Thursday and were basically told to treat the fever and he would get better in a couple days.

And he did...for the most part. We laid low most of the weekend and by Tuesday he was well enough for school. He did still have a pretty rough cough but hadn't run fever since Friday.

Fast forward to Wednesday. He woke up from his nap burning hot & with a 103.1 fever. I immediately started treating the fever, giving him fluids, and contacted our doctor. While I was talking with our doctor he vomited. I gave him a bath and by the time he was finished with that he just wanted to sleep. He pretty much stayed in his bed from 6pm--7am, sleeping + taking meds for fever. We decided it'd be best to get him in to the doctor first thing Thursday (yesterday) morning. 

We went to the doctor Thursday morning, and by this point he'd hardly been awake enough to drink much + was turning down pretty much anything we'd try to give him. He was in good spirits and seemed OK + his fever was staying at a manageable temp. At his appointment, after X-rays + a flu swab (which was negative), we decided I'd keep pushing fluids and start him on Amoxicillin. 
We started the Amoxicillin at 10:45 and by 12:30 he was breaking out in a rash. I contacted our doctor and let her know about his condition + that he'd only drank about 150mL since our appointment. I gave him Benadryl to counter the Amoxicillin allergy + Tylenol because his fever was up again. Our doc sent orders to the hospital for us to start fluids ASAP.

We arrived at the hospital (where thankfully daddy was able to meet us) at about 2pm. We got set up in a room where a nurse came and drained, what seemed like, a gallon of blood. He wasn't too happy, obviously, about that and that wasn't even the start of it. About 15 minutes later two nurses arrived to set up his IV for fluids. They started with the vein that the previous nurse used, but when they went to stick him he jumped so hard they lost it. They were finally able to get a vein in his right hand. He.Was.Pissed. Thank goodness for popsicles because I don't think he would have ever quit crying.

Stella & Daddy came and went with dinner + entertainment. Wyatt was hooked up until about 9:30 and we finally got home about 10. When we got home he was running fever but we were able to start his new antibiotic.

I'm so relieved that he woke up this morning feeling, sounding, + acting like his normal self.  He even almost got in trouble this morning. Praying the fever stays away and we're finished with this crud...plague...whatever. Thank you for all the love + kind words on Instagram the past 24 hours!


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