Saturday 4:45pm to right now have pretty much been a blur of throwing up, cleaning up, not sleeping, worrying, checking in, worrying some more, trying to get some sleep, feeling a bit better, checking out, and getting home.
Will caught a stomach bug at some point last week - it didn't actually "appear" until Saturday at 4:45 when Will woke up from his 2nd nap of the day and threw up all over the crib. Sorry for the mental picture there...Anyway, to make an extraordinarily long story short...the stomach bug was not so bad on Saturday night (there was sleeping!) and seemed pretty mild on Sunday (trip to the pediatrician included). Sunday evening was worse, but Will slept from 7:30 - 11:30. Then the downhill trip began. Trip included multiple hours awake in the middle of the night, a call to the night nurse at the pediatrician's office, and some sleep (not enough). It ended with me carrying a very sad, pretty lethargic, definitely dehydrated William into the hospital around lunch on Monday to be admitted. They had already tried to do an IV in the pediatrician's office without any luck, so thought it best to get us to the hospital. Will was patient, he was quiet, he cried (sobbed really) when it hurt (5 tries to get the IV), but one of the hardest things for me about all of this was when the nurses at the hospital said "he's lost his fight" as they put him in a gown, took his temp, put him on a scale, looked in his ears, listened to his chest, felt his belly, and he didn't even protest a little. I still get tears just thinking about it. All 3 Bostroms spent the night in the pediatric ward last night, thank goodness for wonderful doctors and nurses, and for IV fluids!! We are home, we have the usual Will personality back (90% anyway), and we will see the pediatrician tomorrow to get our marching orders for the next several days and so she can give him the "once over" 24 hours after he's gone off the IV fluids. It is pretty scary to see a vibrant little personality so quickly become "defeated" because he's sick.
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So sorry you all had to go through this, but glad to hear that you had such good treatment and that Will is feeling better. He was fighting -- just quietly ... he knew he had to conserve his energy for the bugs inside instead. He's a smart and strong little boy :).
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