Hospital Stay

Almost immediately after Mason was born the nurses took both our temperatures to check if we were doing okay. The nurse took mine first and I was running a fever of over 100 they were very concerned because this could potentially cause a health problem. They hurried to check Mason's just to make sure and sure enough he was running a fever of over 100 as well. They initially thought that this was just because of the pressure and stress that he endured so they continued to keep a close eye on him and his temperature the rest of the day. Following Mason's arrival both Tyler and my family were way to anxious to meet baby. We wanted visitors right away. We were so blessed that almost every body in our families could make it to meet our Mason boy. We had such a good time in the hospital that day, it was definitely what we needed to keep our spirits up after such a long and tiring day. Visitor hours ended at 8 pm, Tyler and I were so excited that we could just relax with our baby and love on him, just the three of us. That bonding time was so special to me! We were very tired so we decided to end our day pretty early. It was very hard for me to want to sleep that first night because I just wanted to stay up and hold Mason and just look and soak in every little detail about him. It didn't seem real. It was such a weird feeling to actually have to wake up in the night and be responsible for this little perfect person. I absolutely loved it. As the nursed came in a every few hours to check on Mason and give me medication, at one point during the night the nurse checked his temperature and glucose levels to see if he was doing okay....He was not. His temperature hadn't really changed at all, still running a fever and his glucose levels where terribly low. They quickly whisked him away without any explanation and took him down to the nursery for some evaluations. The first thing that popped into my head was that something was seriously wrong with my son, I burst out in tears immediately. It is every parents worst nightmare to have something wrong with their child. They quickly hooked him up to monitors and told us that he would have to be on antibiotics because his glucose level was super low and that his white blood count was not normal. The next time we would see him he would be all hooked up to monitors and with IV's in his foot and hand, at this point we knew it was something more serious then we thought. Labor and delivery told us that he would have to be on antibiotics for a whole 48 hours straight. We arrived at the hospital on a Thursday so that meant we would not be going home till Sunday. We constantly were down in the nursery loving on him and making sure we could do everything we could to make sure he felt comfortable. It was so heart breaking having to leave the nursery every night knowing that he wouldn't be able to leave with us. I would sit up and wait for the phone to ring in our room telling me that Mason was ready to eat. I felt instant joy when I was able to go and feed him and just sit any hold him for a few hours. I never wanted to leave him, but the nurses insisted that I leave and go get some sleep. Tyler was such a great guy, he would come down to the nursery every time I had to feed Mason or just when I wanted to go and see him. He is such a sweetheart. As the next day went by we were told that we would be possibly going home on Sunday which was the next day, we were completely excited, because we had enough of the hospital! As the day went by Mason's glucose level still wasn't normal and he now had a bad case of jaundice. so they then told us that it may be up to 10 more days that he could be here if things don't look up. One of the times we were in the nursery I had noticed that Mason had a very strange tick in his right hand and in his left foot, kind of like it would be if someone had turrets I asked the nurse and they said they noticed it to, they kept and eye on it because this could possibly be a sign of a neurological disorder, but that it could just be something minor and go away. We prayed for his health constantly his ticks subsided, but he still has them once in a while, but it does not pose a threat to him now but could be present in the future.  Any way, At this point I was starting to get a little selfish thinking "gosh what more could go wrong", but had to remind myself that he is here in the hospital for a reason and its for the best. That night we were laying in our bed and we got and unexpected knock on our door, in came a nurse wheeling Mason into our room, and said that he was doing really good but that they still needed us to stay in the hospital but that he could sleep in our room with us for the night. We were ecstatic! The next day rolled around, they told us Mason would need one more dose of antibiotics and that we would possibly be out of the hospital by 4:00pm that afternoon but for sure that we would be going home that day. It was one of the happiest days of my life after Mason got all checked out and they told us that we were good to leave, the biggest relief was to be out of the darn hospital after 3 days spent there. We were so happy that Mason was doing good and that we can start our journey together as a family. Life has changed so much since Mason but for the greater! We wouldn't have it any other way. We love him dearly!