I have never been so scared in all my life. Shy is literally like my heart outside my body and I wish I could put her back inside at this moment. I would do anything to make her better right now. Labour is nothing compared to this pain.
I took her to A&E at 3.30pm yesterday, where after her temperature was gradually climbing from 37.7 to 38.6 the doctors decided at the age of 6 weeks, it was not to be treated lightly. A cannula was fitted, blood taken, and she had a lumbar puncture (I was sent out of the building whilst this was done as it is a invasive and distressing procedure for a parent to watch).
By 8.30pm, she was given her first dose of 2 antibiotics for the main infection suspects and some paracetamol. We were moved to a Paediatric Short Stay Unit for the night.
By 5am, her monitor was going ballistic and I woke up in a state of panic. Her pulse was 210 as opposed to a nice 164 and she was 39.1 degrees. At this point, I thought I was about to lose my baby. All I could do was watch and cry and wait for more pain killers to try and bring down her temperature.
Since then, her temperature bounced between 38-38.5 and I was asked to go home to rest as I’m also ill. My mum agreed to come and stay with her.
Since then, there’s been a moment of fear where the 5am incident occurred again, but they’ve realised they had been given her the wrong dose of everything – paracetamol and antibiotics. This has now been rectified and her temperature reached a low of 37.2 finally.
I’m hoping and praying Shy starts to pick up once the antibiotics start working and that I never suffer this again. I would have done anything to not make her experience this already and can only be grateful she wont remember a thing.
Also found out she has gastric reflux (an answer finally to her colic) and it has been noted and steps will be taken to try and make that better eventually when the main issue are stabilised.
Yesterday and today have been the longest and scariest days of my life. I pray for better days to follow.