On Monday afternoon I took Hunter to the doctor's. He had been running a high fever since Sunday evening and was looking worse by the minute. Thankfully, our new pediatrician really
listened (what a novel concept)
to our summary of his symptoms and took the concern we expressed seriously. After only a couple of hours in the ER, fast-tracked thanks to a call from our pediatrician, blood had been drawn and a chest x-ray taken. The diagnosis was pneumonia--a scary word in our house. Hunter was admitted to American Fork Hospital that night.
When I got back to the hospital after putting Eleyna to bed, Hunter was still as pale as a sheet. He looked so defenseless and miserable. My dad and Bryson gave him a priesthood blessing. I felt comforted after that. He fell asleep around 8:30 Monday evening and slept through the night and the entire next day with only a few minutes of wakefulness here and there. Our doctor was concerned by his lethargy and was considering a lumbar puncture to check for meningitis. Thankfully, Tuesday evening he woke up and was alert for a couple of hours, so we didn't have to do the test. By Wednesday morning things were looking up. The doctors told us if Hunter tolerated his normal feed amounts for 24 hours that he could go home on Thursday. The pneumonia was responding well to the antibiotics and his blood work reflected the improvement.
Thursday we got to bring him home, and I took a big sigh of relief.
Thank you to the following individuals: Mom/Heather for watching Eleyna everyday so I could be at the hospital with Hunter, Janeen for coming to sit with Hunter so Bry and I could eat/shower/take a break, Jocelyn for babysitting Eleyna, Dad for helping Bryson give the blessing, my friend Sara and Sis. Hood for bringing dinner over after we got home, and Heavenly Father for prompting me to change doctors.