Well, we're admitted.
He was up a whopping 5oz in the last 28 days.
I was proud of myself that I didn't cry. But tears came later.
Right now the plan is IV Pepcid for a day and see what happens.
We got up to the peds floor (the newly renovated peds floor- all private rooms THANK YOU GOD FOR SMALL FAVORS.) and got situated.
They ordered some labs.
Then came the baby torture. I admit that I cried. He screamed and screamed and screamed until he was hoarse.
They put an NG tube in. Then an IV. They had trouble finding a site for the IV because he has so much scar tissue from when he was born. (Don't mind the shattering sound. That's just my heart.)
Then a heel stick for more tests.
It took a good hour for me to get him calmed down after that.
Then came the news that his hemoglobin is low. They want to do a blood transfusion. It could be making him weak. No one knows if it being low made him eat poorly or if eating so poorly made it low.
The transfusion meant more tests. They have to type and cross (though I do NOT understand why when he's had blood transfusions here before but they tell me it has to be less than 3 days old) so that meant another couple of needles. They couldn't hit a vein and finally ended up doing another heel stick. More screaming. More crying- from both of us.
Another while to calm him down.
The only good news is that while I went downstairs to get my suitcase from the car, they gave him his first dose of Pepcid. The day nurse said when she came in he was fussing a bit. She gave him the IV Pepcid and five minutes later he was perky and cooing. So perhaps it really IS his stomach.
Right now we're trying to feed him every 3 hours. Anything less than 2 oz gets fed into the NG tube.
Of course, most of it has gone into the tube. He isn't interested in eating AT ALL.
I can't blame him. This sucks for me and I'm not getting jabbed with tubes and needles every few hours.
But I know it's for his own good.
So far the nurses have been pleasant. The NICU PT came by to see us earlier. She'd seen our name on the board. I told her to feel free to send more friendly faces.
I also ran into our pediatrician when I was getting our things from the car. She hugged me and assured me we would get to the bottom of this. She'll be in to round on him tomorrow.
We're mostly staying in and hiding.
The baby in the room next to us has RSV. I can occasionally hear her crying and coughing. There are signs on the door and I see the nurses gown up before going in. But I still prefer to hide.
So that's what we're doing.
Currently Robbie is semi-sleeping in David's arms while fresh blood, Pecid and fluids pump into his IV.
I'm considering going to the cafeteria to see if they have some honey roasted Bugles. This is the only place I can find them. If only that made up for the rest of it.
Thanks for the continued thoughts and prayers. We're going to be here at least a few days. We need them.