I remember walking out to the waiting room and the second I seen my mom and had to open my mouth and announce that Hannah would be staying in the hospital.. I started to cry. My mom reassured me everything would be alright and that I needed to wipe my face off and go back with the baby. I left her and went with Nick and Hannah to be transfered upstairs. I was trying not to let the worst thoughts get into my mind but I couldn't help but be scared.
I remember being so worried that only one of us would be allowed to stay with her. She was most comfortable with me.. but would I be strong enough when needed be? Nick was usually the strength.. I was the comforter. Luckily though we were both able to be with her. And with her we stayed. I did not leave that child's bedside .. even to go and get a shower was a huge task for me because all I can think is what if something goes wrong?
The first night was rough, doctor's poking at her constantly... she didn't care much for strangers and with her being sick she certainly wasn't happy. When we got there we were drilled as to why she had gotten into such bad shape. When I explained to them about my attempts to have something done and it actually being her doctor's who were at fault, everyone seemed to lighten up and be a lot warmer towards. They all still said the same thing though, that is was a cold that just went severly wrong. They just wanted to keep her on fluids and keep a close eye on her. They said within a day or two at the most she should be better and we would be home. I just remember how it felt like I wasn't even there.. like I was looking in a window watching everyone walk by.. looking at a baby who wasn't my own.. couldn't be my own.. my child would never get that sick.. she is so happy.. so healthy.
The next morning we wake up to Hannah's IV going off. We figured that it just ran out on the timer and the nurses had to come reset it. Nick went to mute it while we paged the nurse (we were sharing a room with another child).. when he looked at it though, there was still time left. Our hearts were a bit racey by the time the nurse came in. Hannah's IV had pushed out of her chubby little foot.. they were going to bring the IV team up to fix it. We had to carry her to a small room across from the nurses station.. the nurse opted to take her for us, but I couldn't do that to Hannah.. I couldn't let her go through something so upsetting and scary without her mom and dad there.
When we got into the room there was this sweet older lady who had the demeanor of a tough skin. She tried to get Hannah's IV in her foot but was unable too, mainly because her feet were so chunky. She looked at her arm and said that was a no go. She had to put the IV in Hannah's head. She told us that this was the best solution, that it was in fact the least painful for them and that it was highly unlikely that it would come out. I was mortified. I cried so hard into Nick's chest that I felt I was going to pass out. They wouldn't let us a hold her, a nurse did it.. the older lady in charge said it would probably be too upsetting for us, and Hannah would sense that.. she guranteed that it looks worse then it is.
While Hannah did scream and cry however.. I did notice that she was over it much faster and it wasn't as hard of a cry as when the nurses were doing her foot IV.. or her nasal drainage (Nick had stayed with her for that and made me to leave.. when I came back even he was crying.. I had heard her across the hospital.)
They strapped her up so that she wouldn't pull at the IV and sent us on our way.
I had showed the doctor's Hannah's diaper rash.. and they told me that the butt paste would have never worked, that because of her frequent going.. that she needed prescribed diaper creme because of an infection that occurred. Now I think it is pretty needless to say at this point that neither Nick nor I wanted to see her pedi walk into the room.. and I honestly feel if he would have.. Nick would have decked him.
I remember how light she felt. She was like picking up air.. and her little chunky chins were disapearing. She was dropping weight at a rate that concerned the doctors. They always kept saying the same thing though.. it was just a cold and that she would be fine.
About a week after we were admitted into the hospital.. our ped shows up and gives the OK for Hannah to go home. Now she was being a bit more social and active.. but the diapers barely died down and she was still having problems with her eating.
Out instructions were to keep her on the pedialite and doing what we were doing .. to let this cold run the rest of its course and she would be alright.. so we went home.. even though in the pit of my stomach.. I knew we'd be back..
Pictures from the 1st Hospital Stay...









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Comments:
You are such a strong mommy to go through all this. Even though you don't know me, your story has touched my heart, tears running down my face, wondering how Hannah is doing now. Take good care of you right now! Nick, You, Hannah and Maddie are in my prayers. My baby sister lived in hospitals from early on and we all made it through. Your family will keep you strong. Just take it a day at a time. An hour if you have too! You can always write to me. God Bless You and try to have a good Mothers Day!
I noticed that you mentioned that Hannah had her shots prior to being addmitted into the hospital...just wondering if she isn't allergic to those? I had almost the same situation after my youngest son (who is now 13) had his DPT shot. He ran a very high fever and had sever diarrhea. He was also admitted into the hospital~they thought he had meningitis. (he was 11 months old at the time). I remember the doctors made me leave the room while they did a spinal tap on him and he screamed so much that I wanted to hurt the doctor and the nurses for hurting my baby!! I completely understand what you went though since I have been there. Make sure and your doctor if this could be a possibility since she had just had her shots and they can give her something else when she needs shots again.
How is Hannah doing? Is she feeling better?? Hang in there mama and maybe find a new ped.
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