The NICU. Again.

Well, life is not easy with our little man.  I will forgive him, though.  Yesterday we went to our doctor's appointment and found that his temperature was dangerously low.  And he had only gained an ounce, not the five ounces they had hoped for.  And he was really lethargic and wouldn't feed much during the day.  So, back to the hospital we went.  It was really hard this time because it was so unexpected!! 

Otis got another IV put in, his blood sugar was low so they gave him some sugar water and more antibiotics.  He had to get spinal fluid drawn, which was the hardest thing to watch, I'm not sure why I did.  I wanted to hold him so bad!!  And I had to just sit there and listen to him cry.  It sucked.  He got a bunch of blood drawn, a chest xray, a urine sample.  Poor kid had every nook and cranny checked!

He got moved up to the NICU again, and I swear to god, it was a thousand times harder to leave him this time than it was after he was born.  I was just sobbing, not wanting to leave him, but it was midnight and there wasn't anything I could do for him.  And I was hormonal and exhausted and every time the doctors said something I burst into tears.  The nurse was awesome and hugged me and told me it was okay to cry, to let it out, but know he was being taken care of. 

I had to leave Otis there, all tiny and full of wires again.  Brendan called this morning and he's doing fine, he ate through the night and I think his IV is out again.  Hopefully we'll get some test results back today and figure out what is going on.  I'm crossing fingers it's nothing major, just a little bump in the road.  I miss my little man, he's already such a part of our family.  He needs to get better and come home!!