Something I hadn’t posted about before, because we wanted to wait until all the immediate family here knew that things were okay.
All is okay now, and we have a follow-up neurology appointment on the 26th, four days before his six month wellness check up. This is because we wound up at the E.R. with Declan on Thursday.
He’d been very whiny all morning, but this is nothing new given we’re amongst the joys of teething, but then he started crying inconsolably. He wasn’t hungry, refused the bottle, wasn’t dirty. Felt a bit warm. He and I were both so agitated that I couldn’t get an accurate read on his temperature.
D took over for me, so I could calm down, took him into the bedroom to undress him and check him all over. Found a mark on his belly that to me looked like a bug bite, but it wasn’t raised-up. The theory was that perhaps he’d scratched himself, because he’s recently learned to undo his diaper (nappie), if there’s no onesie (babygro) on, and the mark was right near the tab and he was scratching at it. So, I gave him a bath, and D took him to dry him off. I put his diaper back on…but it was still irritating him. We tried to find cream, but didn’t have anything with aloe in it, so D sent me up to the pharmacy to get him some cream.
I got back within ten minutes, and D was packing stuff up to leave. Declan had some sort of seizure, as far as D could tell, and was no trembling and lethargic, barely able to keep his eyes open, and breathing really weird. We sorted everything out double-time, and I picked Declan up and he just hung in my arms like a rag doll. Freaked out we ran to the car. D drove to the hospital and I sat in the back to watch him.
We got to the hospital and he was deeply asleep. He wouldn’t wake up, even though he looked like he was trying, but when we got called to triage about twenty minutes later, he woke up as I sat down in the triage chair and was shiny, happy, perky baby. They checked him all over and couldn’t see anything immediately wrong. We were sort of downgraded on ‘emergency status’ then, and had to wait about an hour or so to get in. D nipped back home and made some more bottles of formula for him, and came back. He was back five minutes and we got called through to the waiting room.
They took X-Rays of him, took a urine sample, took IVs of blood. I had to wait outside because I got so upset they were hurting him, and D stayed with him, trying to keep him calm. The nurses were really great, supplying us with coffee, volunteering to get us sandwiches, while we waited for the test results. We were finally able to get home about 6:30 p.m. with a clear diagnosis of absolutely nothing. Whatever had happened, there was no sign that there was anything wrong with him at all, the doctor explained, his bloodwork, electrolytes, glucose, weight, height even his hair is all excellent. So, they recommended we go to the regular doctor the next day, and see if they would want to do an E.E.G. or check with a pediatric neurologist, just to be safe.
The next day we went to the nurse practitioner and she echoed that she couldn’t find anything wrong. He was happy, perky, and healthy. His development is fine. So, clearly whatever happened there’s no sign of it, and it hasn’t affected him detrimentally. He’s right around 20lbs. He’s trying to sit up. They say if it had been an allergic reaction to any of the solid food I’d given him, it would have showed up the first day of the new food item. Sunday and Monday we did pears, Tuesday and Wednesday we did applesauce, and this happened Thursday morning. They have a few theories, that perhaps he got so-soo agitated about the fact he was upset he gasped for breath and choked on his own saliva and freaked out, or that given D and I have both had colds recently he’s catching a cold, and his temperature spiked, because of the teething and catching a cold and he had what is called a ‘febrile seizure’.
Anyway, he hasn’t had a problem since. He has been coughing and sneezing a little bit, but it’s hard for me to tell if it’s because of a cold or if he’s just decided coughing is a new way to communicate ’cause he’s seen us doing it a lot. He seems to only do it if one of us coughs, and he laughs right after. His temperature has been fine. He’s been a little whiny, but again, it seems to be tooth related, or him not wanting Gerber pears.
