Fever all through the night!

We took Samuel to the ER last Friday evening.  He was running a high fever of 103.8 and it seemed to be getting higher.  The previous hour it was only a 102.4.  We went to the doctor's office first and when they failed to obtain a urine sample, he had already gone in his diaper, they sent us to the ER.  

It is alarming when your baby is is running that high of a fever with no symptoms.  

So we dashed off to the ER and there waited a very long 2 hours (at least the Olympics were on) in the waiting room until we were finally called to be seen.  The only room available was the psych room.  It was a barren room with one plastic chair and the bed.  The walls were bare and white...kind of creepy.  But we were out of the waiting room with hopes that the doctor would be in soon.  

After a very long night with a very fussy baby, we were given a clean bill of health.  They drew blood and urine, swabbed his nose and throat, and looked in his ears.  If you want to know what torture is like, take your infant to the ER.  Nothing was found.  All tests came back normal. So we were sent home with instructions to alternate between giving him Tylenol and Advil every 3-4 hours.  

Babies are so MYSTERIOUS!

If they could only talk and tell us what was wrong.  

We got home around midnight and walked across the street to get Matthew.  Oh yeah, we were lucky enough to not have to take him with us to the ER.  That would have been disasterously (is that a word?) exhausting!  Rishi and Amanda so graciously kept him for us.  

You could say we were all tired the next morning.  Samuel slept through the night and when he woke Saturday morning, I brought him to bed with me.  He went right to sleep...and guess what I did...

Even though the circumstances to this picture were not so great, I loved cuddling with Samuel.  He was clingy for several more days and although it was hard, it was also wonderful.  You know they are only little for so long.  

Matthew too ended up getting the fever and his only lasted a short day and a half.

I knew he wasn't feeling well when he fell asleep in this chair at 11:00 in the morning.  He rebounded fast though which was very fortunate for us.