After about 30 mins of the IV Judah started becoming his normal self, smiling, flirting, talking. The nurse came in and she was shocked at how fast Judah was turning around. I was still confused as to what made him so sick. She thought it was a stomach virus going around.
They kept him a bit longer, gave him 3 units of the IV.
And because the nurses fell in love with my sweet boy he scored his first Popsicle.
Judah was released and we checked in on Scott. I've never seen my husband so sick. His whole body was in agony, he couldn't stop throwing up and the meds the drs were giving him were not working. The nurse came in and suggested that Judah and I go home, that the hospital is full of germs and we would get sicker if we hung around. I didn't want Scott to be alone so I begged him to at least call his dad to see if he would sit with him for a bit.
Once I got Judah home I changed him out of his puke stained cloths into a PJs. Gave him the rest of his pedialite and made a bed for both of us on the living room flood while I stuck the sheets from the upstairs bed into the wash. Judah was crawling around, talking to me and his toys and then he looked straight at me and puked everything up, the Popsicle the pedialite, everything. I felt so alone because I had no idea what to do and didn't have anyone to ask. Judah ended up falling right to sleep and I just snuggled right next to him and watched him. I maybe slept for an hour, woke up thinking that maybe Scott was already released but he was still really sick.
Thankfully one of my friends Laura was able to stop by with some diapers/wipes/Gatorade and pick up Judah's prescription for us. I wasn't able to leave the house with Judah still sick.
So here it is...a few hours later. Scott is still at the hospital, they admitted him and I really don't have any information on him because people are with holding it from me. Instead of being totally stressed about it I am going to focus on getting Judah well and making sure our home is clean of puke for when Scott finally comes home to us.
Please keep us in your prayers, the last few hours have been pretty nightmarish for our family and honestly I have never felt more alone and scared in my life.