Isaac was discharged yesterday, around noon. All tests came back negative, including his blood culture. They also swabbed his nose to check for a few strains of the flu as well as RSV and those were negative, as well.
We arrived home around 1:15 pm, and by 4:00 pm, the fever had returned. I called the Oncology after hours clinic, and the on-call doctor advised me to take him back the the Emergency Room and have him re-admitted. I felt a little uneasy about taking him back, so I held off. The fever did continue through the night, but tapered off this morning. He is still a little warm, high 99's.
It is extremely frustrating. The fever could be coming from numerous sources. Alexis has been sick with a virus, complete with a fever and cough. It could also be teething... his first front tooth just popped through about a week and a half ago, and the second about to come through, too.
The downside, is that he is not drinking well. He is pushing away all of his bottles. He will take sips through a regular cup, but that is not enough.
I am waiting to see if the fever spikes, and I will call his Oncologist before they leave for the day at 4:00 pm.
Oh, and may I add... that when his line was de-accessed, the needle was bent. Thank you, E.R. nurse.
ER LABS:
Hemoglobin: 11
Platelets: 253
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Hot Potato + ER + Admission
Isaac developed a fever yesterday around 3:00 pm. I was out Easter shopping, and did not return until about 4:30 pm, and found Isaac and Daddy cuddling on the couch. Isaac was not feeling well, at all. I immediately put in a call to Oncology, and the on-call Oncologist called me back about 40 minutes later and advised me to take him to the Emergency Room right away, and she made a call and informed them that we were on our way.
I didn't get there until about 7:00 pm. We waited about 10-15 minutes, then he was called back.
Vitals were taken. I forgot his drug list, so I had to try to remember the gazillion prescriptions he is taking, along with all the doses. You would think they would have it in the system?
We got back into a room, and waited a bit. A male nurse comes in to access his port. A sidenote: I used to frequent another blog, Pablove. Pablo's father blogged, that if a nurse asks you what size needle they use to access the port it is a huge red flag. You can read the story here. Well, first thing the nurse asked me was, "What size needle do they use to access his port?" My first thought was, "Oh, crap." I told him that I honestly do not know. I mean the nurses on the Oncology floor obviously know what they are doing, it is a daily routine for them, and they have not told me what size needle they use. The nurse leaves to grab his supplies, and the "needle" and comes back. Sweat starts pouring instantly from my head. I got really, really nervous. We lay my little man on the table and he proceeds to access his line. I'm going to tell you. I should have listened to Pablo's Dad. I should have listened to my gut. The nurse cleans and goes to access, and totally puts the needle way to high in his port, and SIDEWAYS. Facing down. Thankfully, he did not miss, and he got good blood return, but dude. Could you not aim? He was shaking, so I knew he was as nervous as I was. Child life came in, along with another male nurse to help. I was thinking, "Man, do they really need all four of us to help with accessing a 11-month-old? The Child Life lady had a Disney Cars book, you know, the ones that have the buttons that you push when you are reading along... Every time she would push the button, Isaac would dance and bounce his belly up and down. He couldn't rock out completely because the other male nurse was holding down his legs. (Like he was going to race off the table or something...) These nurses need some serious 101 from the Oncology ladies.
After that mishap, his first dose of heavy duty antibiotics and some fluids... we were transferred by wheelchair to the Oncology floor, room 318. Isaac was not a happy camper last night, so Mommy is home tonight to get some much needed sleep. Daddy is taking over for this evening.
The bummer? Isaac spent his 1st Christmas in the hospital, and now will be spending his 1st Easter there as well.
We are hoping for a Monday morning release, if all tests come back A-OK.
I didn't get there until about 7:00 pm. We waited about 10-15 minutes, then he was called back.
Vitals were taken. I forgot his drug list, so I had to try to remember the gazillion prescriptions he is taking, along with all the doses. You would think they would have it in the system?
We got back into a room, and waited a bit. A male nurse comes in to access his port. A sidenote: I used to frequent another blog, Pablove. Pablo's father blogged, that if a nurse asks you what size needle they use to access the port it is a huge red flag. You can read the story here. Well, first thing the nurse asked me was, "What size needle do they use to access his port?" My first thought was, "Oh, crap." I told him that I honestly do not know. I mean the nurses on the Oncology floor obviously know what they are doing, it is a daily routine for them, and they have not told me what size needle they use. The nurse leaves to grab his supplies, and the "needle" and comes back. Sweat starts pouring instantly from my head. I got really, really nervous. We lay my little man on the table and he proceeds to access his line. I'm going to tell you. I should have listened to Pablo's Dad. I should have listened to my gut. The nurse cleans and goes to access, and totally puts the needle way to high in his port, and SIDEWAYS. Facing down. Thankfully, he did not miss, and he got good blood return, but dude. Could you not aim? He was shaking, so I knew he was as nervous as I was. Child life came in, along with another male nurse to help. I was thinking, "Man, do they really need all four of us to help with accessing a 11-month-old? The Child Life lady had a Disney Cars book, you know, the ones that have the buttons that you push when you are reading along... Every time she would push the button, Isaac would dance and bounce his belly up and down. He couldn't rock out completely because the other male nurse was holding down his legs. (Like he was going to race off the table or something...) These nurses need some serious 101 from the Oncology ladies.
After that mishap, his first dose of heavy duty antibiotics and some fluids... we were transferred by wheelchair to the Oncology floor, room 318. Isaac was not a happy camper last night, so Mommy is home tonight to get some much needed sleep. Daddy is taking over for this evening.
The bummer? Isaac spent his 1st Christmas in the hospital, and now will be spending his 1st Easter there as well.
We are hoping for a Monday morning release, if all tests come back A-OK.
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