Gray was
only 9 weeks old when we experienced kids A&E for the first time. It was a Friday evening when we were with the
photographer to look at the photo’s she took of him when he was two weeks old.
All was going well until we loaded him back into the car when he just started
screaming crying for no reason. This was very unusual for him as he is not
really a crier. We took him out of his seat but he just wouldn’t stop crying.
It took us a good twenty minutes to calm him down and eventually head for home.
A few hours had passed and Gray seemed to perk
up a little bit. I brought him into his nursery to change his nappy when I
noticed there was mucus in the front of his nappy and the tip of his willy was
red and sore looking. I called C to take a look and she was just as surprised
as I was and we decided we would check the nappy again in a few minutes. Ten
minutes went by and I decided to check the nappy again – there was even more
mucus and that was enough for us to decide we needed to head for the hospital.
We arrived at the hospital and we were
straight into triage. The nurse took Gray’s temperature and checked his blood
pressure and asked us to get a urine sample from him. I sat on a chair with
Gray’s nappy open while C was holding the cup by his willy waiting for him to
have a wee. After a half hour he eventually went and C managed to catch enough
of it so they could run some tests. They sent us into a cubicle while we waited
for the doctor and the results.
We managed to get the little man to sleep as
it was now the early hours of the morning. An hour passed and we were asked to
move to a cubicle directly across from the nurses’ station and I started to get
worried. The doctor arrived in to talk to us and within a minute she confirmed
our little man had a UTI (Urinary Tract Infection) and he would be staying in
for the weekend. The doctor then handed
me a little syringe with a sugary mix and said it will distract him when I’m
putting the line in“. It was tough to watch but the doctor was brilliant and
the “Freddie“ was in so quick. Shortly after that we were brought upstairs and shown
our room little did we know it was for the next 3 nights.
Gray was on a drip all day Saturday and he
slept on and off for the whole day. My heart sank for the second time when the
nurse told me they had to put a Freddie in Gray’s other hand at 3am when the
latest antibiotic was finished. The nurse arrived in just after 3am. I got the
little syringe with the sugary mix once more and waited anxiously for the
doctor. He arrived a few minutes later and I was surprised how young he looked
so I asked him had he done this before to which he replied “ only a few times “
he didn’t fill me with confidence although he assured me he would do his best. After
the 3rd attempt and 10 minutes gone by I was at breaking point. Gray
was screaming the place down in pain and through the tears in my eyes I asked
the doctor could he get someone else to help him so we could just get this
done. He apologized and went to find a more experienced doctor on call. They
both came back together and a few minutes later and Freddie was sorted in less
than 20 seconds.
Gray drifted
off to sleep while I lay there in an absolute mess for hours. Thankfully that
was the worst of the situation and I did make it my business to find the doctor
the next morning to say sorry for my meltdown. We finally got discharged on the
Monday evening and it was straight home for a bath for all 3 of us.
It really
was a tough few days but it does give you perspective and I can only imagine
how tough it is on parents when they have a seriously sick child. Your world
gets flipped upside down and it’s into survival mode. Thankfully Gray got the
all clear back in August and we have no more concerns about his kidneys.
I really
struggled to write this one and I must have started and stopped 20 times over
the last few weeks. What comes next is way more fun
Kel
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