Scariest Day EVER!

I am so grateful for:
- Erick's medical knowledge
- An awesome pediatricians office (Southpoint Peds)
- The knowledge of the staff at Primary Children's
- And the power of the priesthood

Colby had a diaper rash that started bleeding. The next day there was a purple bump on his bum about the size of my finger tip. Nothing I did (or my mom, or Erick, or anyone) did made it look any better.

Erick asked me to call our pediatrician. My mom had seen Colby's bum, and so had Erick's aunt and neither one of them mentioned the pediatrician. I called him the next morning, and the medical assistant at their office said to come in just to make sure it wasn't an infection.

Colby didn't have a fever, so I really didn't think anything of it. My pediatrician's schedule was full, so I saw another doc in their practice. He took one look at Colby's bottom and said I would need to go to Primary Children's to get the abscess lanced. He said a pediatric surgeon would get him all numbed up before they lanced it.

So my mom and I went to Primary Children's Emergency Department. Colby didn't wake up on the way to the hospital to be fed like I thought he would. My mom tried to feed him in the waiting room, and he wouldn't eat hardly anything. We were asked not to feed him until the doctors could figure out a treatment plan and know which meds he would be on. That was alright with Colby - and that scared me.

The longer we sat in the ER waiting for a room to be ready for us to be admitted, the worse Colby got. That morning he was fine, and that afternoon he slept through two feedings, was letting the doctors poke and prod him. The only times he really woke up were when the doctor squoze the abscess to get a culture and when he got an IV placed. He even slept through the nurse taking his temperature rectally.

Needless to say, I was freaked out. My poor baby was not his happy self.

We were taken to the Rapid Treatment Unit at PCMC where they treated him with IV antibiotics overnight.

Colby is home now, doing much better. I knew he was feeling better when he fought the nurse taking his temperature in his armpit. He's still not 100 %, but he is on the mends.

It is the worst feeling in the world to hold your baby and not know what was going to happen. To hold him as he continued to get worse and worse. I am so grateful Erick and my dad hold the priesthood and were able to give Colby a blessing.