Scary Times

It is amazing how quickly things can change. It only took a matter of minutes to take me from thankful to scared.

 

Tuesday morning I was working up at the school getting ready for our first day. Princess had fallen asleep in the swing and Little Man was playing with his toys while I was cutting out lamination. Little Man curled up on the floor next to me and fell asleep. It made my day! Both of my little ones were sleeping peacefully and I could get a lot of work done without chasing Little Man around keeping him out of trouble. I was incredibly thankful! An hour later Little Man woke up with his eyelid swollen.

 

 

 

I will admit I am a paranoid mommy. Okay, I am an extremely paranoid mommy. So I quickly called the pediatrician (whose phone # I have memorized by now and we are on a first name basis). "Give him benadryl and bring him in to be checked out." Off to the dr. we went. I think my car would know the way to the pediatrician's office if I ever fell asleep on the drive. It appeared to be a reaction to a bite, even though it was too swollen to find the bite. Back home we went to keep an eye on it.

 

12 hours later Little Man wakes up and his eye was swollen shut.

 

 

He is such a happy boy. He is still smiling! And we were off to the pediatrician's office again. Just in the time it took to drive to their office, the redness began spreading further away from his eye. I was a little worried about what was going on with my Little Man, but once the doctor saw it, I became scared. It is not a good feeling when the doctor is worried about your child. She sent us down the street to the emergency room. She was convinced that it was cellulitis and it was going to require him to be admitted to the hospital for IV antibiotics. So, off to the ER we went.

 

I can not even begin to write the things that were going through my head. I was worried he would lose his vision. I was terrified I would lose my precious boy. We had to sit in the lobby waiting to be seen for 4 hours. The redness continued to spread and I grew more scared. Finally he was called back to a room to be checked out. He was still happy and wanting to run around. 7 drs. came to check him out. It is cellulitis, but they were trying to determine if it was just in the skin or if it had gotten into the muscle. Little Man has seen a lot of doctors and been through a lot of poking in his short little life so far. He did not like the doctors coming in to look at him. One doctor sat on the bed next to him and colored with him. When Little Man was calmed down and enjoying playing with the him, the doctor said "Okay, I played your game, now you have to play ours." Little Man reached up and grabbed the doctor's stethoscope and wrapped it around his own neck just like all of the other doctors. I wish we had taken a picture. It was the funniest thing!

 

I did take a picture of him watching his sign language videos to pass the time.

 

 





 

It is cellulitis and it has not gotten into the muscle. So, we get to go home on antibiotics. Of course it has to be the worst tasting antibiotics that they could only flavor with lemon-lime. Yuck! We are bribing him with candy to take his medicine and still having to force it down him. 4 doses down, 17 more to go!! 24 hours later, he looks so much better! If you look closely, you can now see the bite that started this all.

I am not as scared, but I am still worried. We need this to go completely away quickly. Please add Little Man to your prayers. Pray for complete healing and that he can willing take all of his medicine so it will go away!

Little Man is such an amazing boy! Through all of this, he kept on smiling. It did not phase him a bit to have to watch tv with only one eye open. I wish I could be more like him. He has a lot to teach the world!