Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Someone's Not Feeling Well...Am I to Blame?

Donnie has had a bad case of diarreha since Friday afternoon. Of course I have been a wreck! It started after we left the pedi's office to check on his eye (he had a popped blood vessel). On our way up to the office this little old lady stopped us to see him. Now I'm a very friendly person and being a first time mommy I wasn't prepared for what happened next. Well at first she was just looking at him saying how cute he was then she reached down (he was in his stroller) and rubbed his cheek saying "doesn't he have the cutest smile)? I was totally caught off guard, didn't know if I should shew her hand away or what, I mean it happend soo fast!

Now usually I always go out with hubs when I have the baby and Donnie rarely goes out so I just didn't know what to do. I kindly said thank you and left. I then wiped his face with a baby wipe hoping she didn't have any germs. Then we headed home and it started, seriously he went from pooping once a day to every 1-3 hours. It hadn't gotten any better on Saturday so I went to get pedialyte because I didn't want him to get dehydrated. I called the on call pedi and she instructed me to just watch him over the next few hours. Well early Sunday morning he was still pooping, had threw up once and was a little warm. I decided to take him to the E.R. to make sure everything was okay.

When we got there he pooped again, and had a temp of 100.1. They checked him and said everything was fine, he wasn't dehydrated but to continue to give him the pedialyte and follow up with his pedi on Tuesday. So fast forward to yesterday hubs took him into the office to get checked on. He's doing fine but the pooping is still there! It has slown down a lot though so that's good news, but you wouldn't believe what the hubs told me when they got back from the appointment.

A old couple and their granddaughter were heading to the doctor and stopped to see the baby (doesn't this seem all too familiar?) and hubs said the grandma was bending down to touch Donnie when hubs moved his carseat and said I'm sorry I don't know where your hands have been. I was in total disbelief! I'm always so worried about what others think of me (a major problem of mines) so I was proud and a little upset that he stood up and said something. I was upset because I feel like I should have done the same thing and just maybe my son wouldn't be over here pooping his guts out. I know him getting sick could have been from anything (according to the E.R. doc) but I just can't help but think that he was fine until that lady touched his face. Perhaps she had something on her hand that he breathed in and that's what got him sick.

Nevertheless I'm feeling a little crappy because I didn't protect him like I should have. I know now that If I don't know you, you CAN NOT touch my child! Me being somewhat rude, doesn't matter because I've changed over 20 poopy diapers in the past four days and it's not fun!

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