In the Garden

Crazy Month

Sorry for the long wait between blogs but October has been crazy thus far. Draidan had a really rough weekend. He started getting a fever on the Wednesday, so we took him to the doctor and she ran some tests and found he had a urinary tract infection. So they put him on some meds and he seemed to recover quickly but then on Friday night was starting not to feel well again. Jenny had arranged for me to get my belated father's day present Saturday night, which was a tattoo of Draidan's name over my heart.
(The typhoon killed our original father's day plan.) But we didn't want to take him to the tattoo shop how he was, so I went with Andrew instead, who kept my mind off the pain quite nicely.
When Drai woke up Sunday morning, he was not himself at all. He was lethargic, quiet and running a really high fever. We took him to a different clinic and they said to take him to the hospital immediately. Which we did. They ran a ton of tests and hooked him up to an IV right away. Which was a horrible thing to experience. We were in a pediatrics ward room with three beds and thankfully there was no one in there with us. So it was at least fairly quiet except for the kids screaming outside. It was a very long day but at about 11:30 Drai finally fell asleep. At 12:00 am we got new roommates who were absolutely awful. They burst in the door turned on the lights and started talking super loudly. This woke up Draidan who began screaming. Their son was also screaming. After about an hour, we finally got Drai to relax and go back to sleep, only to have him woken up by their loud cellphone rings every thirty minutes for the rest of the night. If they weren't talking loudly on their cellphone, the couple was arguing. Or rather, the husband was trash talking his wife. So none of us slept at all the first night. Literally. The next day was much of the same but a single room opened up and we paid extra to move into that one. It was a lot nicer but Draidan was so worn out and over tired that he was just miserable. He is so active, so to have him sit in a crib hooked up to needles in his arm was making him literally go insane. He was smashing his head against the crib, yowling away, slamming his wrapped up IV arm into the metal sides of the crib and screaming so much that he couldn't even breath. When we would try to feed him, he would throw up and twice he threw up on his IV arm, which they then had to redo to keep it sterile. (Which meant poking him again.) So he went another 16 hours with no sleep and finally I had had enough. He was trying to tear the needles out and biting at them. So I called the nurse in and explained that if we don't take the IV out, he is not going to sleep and he isn't going to get better without some rest. She argued about with me, so I told her to get the head nurse. She came in and did pretty much the same. She didn't want to do it either because they would then need to give him a shot every 4 hours. I said that was fine though because Drai only cries for one minute with a shot. (A hell of a lot better than 36 hours of IV crying) They still wouldn't do it but said they would ask the doctor. Ten minutes later, he tore the whole thing out and his hand started bleeding all over. So we ran out to get the nurse again and she finally took the IV out.
It was so cute afterward because they left and he held his hand up to me to show me. So I gave it a kiss and then he showed his mom. He then gave his hand back to me and started to smile. Then he started clapping and was out cold 20 minutes later.
So we finally got about 6 hours sleep that night. My school was awesome and gave me two days off to stay at the hospital with him. On Tuesday morning, they told us they would let him go home in the afternoon.

Since he has been home he has still been pretty quiet but sleeping a lot. Last night he slept almost 12 hours, which he has never done before. And he is out cold again 3 hours after getting up. He seems to be getting back to his normal self though. He is smiling and breaking things again. The little jerk managed to break our digital TV remote and two AC remotes in one month, which cost us almost $100 to buy new ones for. (The cheap ones don't work for the fancy appliances we have.)