Oh what a couple of miserable days these last few days have been!! We went down to Rutland to visit Rob's parents on Friday, and everything was great! The girls got to spend half the day with Rob's mom, Gwen had a sleep over with her in their princess tent that Marj (Rob's mom) got the girls for Christmas, and we tried making snowmen sugar cookies too. Saturday morning Rob was going with his dad to help out a couple in the ward down there work on their house, so I decided to take the girls to go visit a friend of ours. We stayed there until nap time, then headed back to Rob's parents house. When we got there, we fed Georgia, and then went up the hill to go visit Rob's Nana. Rob collected some snow and Nana Jane boiled some maple syrup and the girls and Rob all had sugar on snow. We went home to have dinner and baths, and that's when I started to notice that something was going on with Georgia. She felt a little warm, and was a bit fussy, but I didn't think too much about it. I thought it was just because she was teething three teeth and just let it go. Marj and I headed out for a girls night out (Stampin Up party...whoop whoop) and forgot about it.
Big mistake.
We got home, Gwen and Georgia were asleep, I put Grace to sleep, and we went to bed. About 1-1:30 am, Georgia woke up and wanted to be held. And she was burning up. Her forhead felt like it was on fire. We stripped her down, got her to go back to sleep, and Robbie (what a man!!) ran down to Rutland and back (a 30 minute round trip) to get some Tylenol for her. So, we were both up until about 3 am with her. The next morning I opted to stay home with Georgia while Rob and his mom took the other two to church. Georgia took a long nap in my arms (she wouldn't let us put her down at all since she was sick), I watched Twilight (yeah!!) and when they all got home we packed up and got ready to head back home. The whole time, Georgia still had a high fever.
And that night was just as bad as the first. Her fever hit a high of 103.5, and it was another long night full of holding her to get her to sleep at all, her tossing and turning and trying to find relief cause the motrin wasn't working as well as the tylenol, and redosing her in the middle of the night and again trying to get her to go back to sleep. And Monday was no better. A fever during the day that went between 100-101, and a fever again of 102-103 at night. Lots of holding, whining, crying, and just plain feeling miserable.
So I finally decided to take Georgia to the doctor today. She hadn't been eating right since she got sick...she was dehydrated...and just so miserable. I thought for sure that she just had a viral thing, and that it would go away on it's own, but since today was day #3 with a fever, and that the tylenol and motrin weren't always giving her much relief, I worried that it might be something else, and made an appointment for 9:30 this morning. And I was there for 3 hours with her...what a nightmare. They took her temperature-101.8, asked a bunch of questions, and then the doctor looked her over. Lungs, ears, nose, throat...all good. No throwing up, coughing, runny nose/congestion, nothing. So they thought that it might be a UTI. Well, they wanted a pee sample to check and see.
Have you ever tried to get a pee sample from a dehydrated 1 year old?
It was awful. I had to hold her, naked, on my lap, and hold a paper cup right up to her in order to catch any pee. We did that for an hour...no pee. They finally understood that Georgia really was dehydrated. So they tried giving her a Pedialyte Otter Pop to suck on in order to get some fluids in her so they could get a sample. It didn't work all that well. So they found a Strawberry flavored Pediasure, screwed a bottle nipple onto the top, and she sucked down the whole 8 ounces. And then we waited for another hour...no pee. So then they decided to use a catheter to get their sample.
I will never, ever, EVER do that to one of my kids again. Never. I cried because of how awful it was. But Georgia got her revenge. They got the catheter halfway in and she decided to pee. They did get a sample, but since the catheter was only halfway in, the tube didn't catch her pee and it sprayed everywhere, including in the nurses face and hair. And the results? Not a UTI. Again, I will take a sample cup home and sit for hours with them at home to get a sample before I will ever do a catheter again.
So they don't know what's going on with her. The doctor was in a consult when we finished with the catheter, so the nurse was supposed to consult with him and then call me to tell me what they were going to do next. No call. They did mention doing a culture from her pee sample to see if anything grew, but they were still supposed to call me and let me know what they planned to do. Argh.
Thankfully, she came home and slept for 3 hours, woke up and things have gone better. Her fever tonight was only 101.2, which is great compared to other nights. She ate a great dinner, and drank about 9 oz for her bedtime bottle, which is only a little less than normal. And then she sat in Rob's arms and acted like a total spaz for about an hour before falling asleep...laughing, talking up a storm, playing peekaboo with her pj pants...what a goof. So I am really hopeful that this is the beginning of the end. And Robbie gave her an awesome blessing last night (again, what a man!!). I know that no matter what she has, she'll get over it and be our healthy, happy baby again soon. Still...fevers stink!!