August 30th, 2011

What a couple of days. Whew!
Friday started off pretty normally. Nick and I noticed Thursday night that Kellan had a tooth come in. Poor second kid. He grew his first tooth (a milestone) and Mom and Dad finally noticed just the other day. Although, come to think of it, I looked this morning and I don't see the tooth anymore. So either we brought the wrong kid home from Day Care or the tooth went back in and decided to make a grand entrance once the parents would notice.
While I was getting ready Friday morning I thought I would have it easy since Camden had stayed the night at Grammy and Granfy's. Kellan was in his pack and play while I showered. He started yelling if his monkey mobile turned off. I wound that thing up about 186 times. That really doesn't give you much time to get ready for work.
I had of course been worried about Camden all day. He wasn't feeling well. The doctor said it was some kind of virus. Grammy called me around lunch time and said he had a really high fever and his feet had turned blue. They were going to take him to the emergency room.
I flew up to the hospital. Camden got in pretty quickly. He had a temperature of 106. When they told me that I broke out into a cold sweat and almost passed out. Good thing I was in the bed with Camden. I had to be a little dramatic. Can't let Camden have all the attention! After a chest X-ray, they said Camden had pneumonia and would have to be admitted to the hospital. Poor guy! It was so hard to watch him go through this! He was admitted Friday and finally was released on Monday. Three nights in the hospital. All I can say is thank God he's okay and thank God for all the prayers!
When Camden's Tylenol and Motrin kicked in and he felt better he would play with the millions of cars that Daddy and Granfy bought him. His left arm was all set up to be IV ready in case he needed it and to get the antibiotics in. This set up kind of had his arm like a paddle, which he proceeded to smack Mom in the face with every time the drugs kicked in and he felt better. How do I discipline that?! One time Granfy was holding him in the chair, and he had all his trucks laid out on the table. I asked Camden if he wanted his sippy cup and with barely a cursory glance at Mom, he tapped the table a few times to indicate where he would like his sippy cup set. Sir Camden. At this point he can do anything he wants.
I'm home with him today. I did put an end to him trying to climb up on our glass table though. No more hospitals for us! Granfy bought Camden a "Cars" book which we have read 78 times. I thought a book would be a quiet book, but Camden yells CARS! and TRUCK! at the top of his lungs every time you turn the page.
We see the pediatrician tomorrow for a follow up, and if all goes well I'll take him to school tomorrow.
Thanks for all the prayers and thank God for healing Camden!