It started like this...
All day yesterday (Monday) Southern Baby was just irritated. That's the best way I can describe the way he cried as if his feelings were deeply hurt anytime he wasn't eating or being held tightly in my arms. Truthfully we thought is was gas trapped in his tummy, but when he woke up at just almost 3 am feeling VERY warm, I knew he was sick. I woke up the hubs to assist me in the grand task of taking a newborn's temp rectally (FUN!), and it registered 101.5. I called my pediatrician's after hours line, and the nurse told me anything above 100.5 should be taken to the ER (since it was the middle of the night and all). I call my mom to get here to stay with the other two kiddos, and we head out. His temp at the ER was 100.7, and his breathing and heart rate were fast. All tests (blood count, urine, x-ray) turned out normal - which meant it was probably just a viral infection, and the Dr. on duty didn't truly think it was meningitis, but that test (a spinal tap) was the next step if we wanted to pursue it. We asked for the opinion of the pediatrician on call from our clinic, and that Dr. said it would be perfectly fine to take him home, give him tylenol, monitor him and report back to the clinic tomorrow (Wednesday) for a follow-up. He's been great all day - he's eating well, hasn't really cried, has kept his temp at 99.7 then 99.4. We're supposed to stop giving him tylenol now to see if his temp comes back up (which will send us back to the ER for the spinal tap), then report to the Dr. in the morning how he did overnight. I am praying that this is over and that his temp doesn't come back up. I don't think I could bear my little baby boy having to go through all of that!