My little guy had a fever this morning of 101.
You may think its OK for a baby to get sick, and it is, but for Noah it could be life threatening. Scary right?
Luckily, I noticed it right away. At 6am during their feeding he felt fine, around 7am when I was burping him I felt his skin to be warm. I took his temp with an underarm thermometer and it said 100.8 but his endocrinologist specifically told me to check it rectally, well it was 101.. which is exactly the temp that I should worry about. I started freaking out because its the first time I've had to deal with it, I had to give him his daily medication but TRIPLE the dose! (I have to do this for 2 days 3 times daily) I did it by following the directions of how to deal with him when he is sick but I couldn't help to question everything I did.
Fortunately, Jeff was home because Noah actually had to go see the endocrinologist for his checkup this morning, talk about lucky coincidence! He made me feel better and took over to finish feeding Noah his medication... I was on the verge of tears. What if I messed up? What if I did it wrong? What if I reach the point where I have to give him the emergency injection? Too many "what ifs" going through my mind instead of calming down and dealing with the situation at hand. I just couldn't help freaking out. But Jeff? He kept telling me that I did the right thing, that I noticed his fever immediately, that I gave him the higher dose of meds, and that I gave him some baby Tylenol, and he just made me feel more confident and better about the situation, thank you honey.
Noah is now better. Last temperature was at 99.1 so meds and Tylenol are working, he just seems to have a little cold. He is back to playing and smiling a lot. I just realized the importance of hiring a nurse to be here 24/7.... probably will not happen... but if someone is a nurse and wants to volunteer I will hire you, no questions asked! That just shows how irresponsibly responsible I am.