Kintropy In Action

At 5am this morning, someone knocked softly at our bedroom door.

I quickly completed a sleepers' inventory.  Janette:  already in-bed.  Gabriel, our usual suspect, had knocked, entered, and crawled into our bed a few hours earlier.  Odds were Hannah hadn't mastered walking overnight.

As Gabriel overhead me once, "Oh, crack!"

"Guys," Hannah's nurse J said, "Hannah's spiked a temp big time.  I put in a call to Dr. C.  Sorry to wake you, but wanted to let you know."

I rolled out of bed first; Janette wasn't far behind me.  Pants, t-shirt, pockets, car keys.  Car keys.  Where are my car keys?

"Janette, are the hospital bags still packed?" I asked, searching my cluttered dresser for the missing car keys.

"Pretty much - still the same as last week."

"Ok."

Janette wandered down the hall to Hannah's room as I obsessed over my missing car keys for a few more minutes.   By the time I joined her and J in Hannah's room, the doctor had already given his instructions:  continue with tylenol & ibruprofin and if things didn't improve in a few hours, start an antibiotic.  If things worsened, I'm sure the instruction was to come in.

We happened to have an unmixed antibiotic in the house from an early pharmacy run when they actually dispensed more than we needed.  We started that up, under the doctor's order, pretty soon after.  I headed back to bed while J and Janette kept watch.

Janette woke me around 8am.  Hannah was up and alert, and her heartrate had dropped down to a more reasonable level.  Her satsurations were good.  Janette, though, was tired.

We flipped roles.  Janette headed back to bed, and I took over for Hannah.  After some albuterol, extra fever meds, and saline treatments, Hannah is back close to her baseline without a discernable fever.  We've watched OyBayby 2, They Might Be Giants 1-2-3 (twice), and we're now on to Laurie Berkner.  Hannah's fading toward sleepiness, so I'll be switching modes here in a few minutes.  'Til later.

-- Dad 

P.S.  Adding text at 4:15.  Hannah waited until 3 to nap, but napped well.  Screaming at the moment (probably the antibiotic on her stomach), but things overall seem to be going better than this morning.  Onwards & upwards.