...trip to the ER. My poor little "peanut" Nicky is on his way to the ER with Daddy as I type. Since I last posted, both kids went to the pediatrician for their follow up appointments and got the "all clear" for their respective ear infections and stomach viruses. Now, Nicky and I have ANOTHER cold. And this one is bad. I've already been to urgent care and been put on antibiotics last Thursday. Nicky is headed there now because he is inconsolable and grabbing at his ear again. He's been irritable all day, unable to sleep more than an hour or two at a time. So tonight, I gave him a decongestant/expectorant combination to alleviate his symptoms enough so he could sleep. It worked for about 2 hours, then he was up again at 8pm. He chattered away to himself for quite awhile and coughed a bit, so I didn't make much of it. But by 10:15pm, he was obviously uncomfortable. So I gave him some motrin, but to no avail because at 3:25am, he's headed to the ER one very uncomfortable baby.
To make matters worse, on Wednesday night, while I was changing his diaper, he rolled off the diaper changer when I turned my back to reach for something. And I feel HORRIBLY guilty about it. And what gets me most is that I knew better than to ever turn my back on my especially squirmy son even for a second since the same thing happened to Doug awhile back. Yet I did it anyway. Luckily, he was never seriously injured, and I suspect that's the case this time as well (as the pediatrician reassured me). Nevertheless, tonight, while he's moaning with discomfort from what is most likely a raging ear infection, my mind is racing with thoughts about him having a head injury. There are no symptoms to suggest that he has a head injury and every symptom to suggest that his ear infection is back, but I'm a mom, and I'm worried. And he's my little "peanut". So, better to be safe than sorry. Oh. And I'm changing his diaper on the floor from now on.