Another ER visit, although fortunately it was just that--a visit. We arrived at about 9:00 PM and left at about 1:30 AM. Although we had been told to go a little earlier, we wanted to be sure that we were prepared for a longer stay, as our last 2 ER visits have resulted in admissions. Dinner was in the oven, and we wanted it to finish cooking so that Musical Daddy and I would have something to eat. Diapers were in the wash, and we wanted to be sure that The Boy had something to put on his bum.
With the rashes that he gets anyway from spending time in the hospital, with all the IV fluids and such, it almost seems pointless to use our cloth dipes instead of just taking the Pampers that they give us, but the Pampers smell SO bad that they turn my stomach (and that's before they have been on a baby), and I wonder what his rash might be like if he were not wearing his normal cloth underthings.
His ANC (absolute neutrophil count; the mature white blood cells) was high enough that they didn't need to admit him for the fever, and the fever seemed to be coming down anyway.
This morning, he seems to be much more like himself. He slept late (thank goodness) and was tackling us awake. He doesn't feel feverish. He hasn't eaten yet, just nursed; perhaps we'll try him with some lunch.