I've decided to start playing softball, which is humourous as Im not the most co-ordinated, nor the most sporty person, but its a way for me to get some fresh air, see my friends and maybe get a little exercise every week. I've been looking forward to it for weeks, however last night, due to calgary's amazing weather, the very first night of softball was cancelled.
I was very bummed, and didnt really want to make dinner, so I thought it might be nice to go hang out with the in-laws-to-be. We decided to go out for dinner, and we end up going to a nicer place, which I was okay with. We surprisingly got over there really fast...
Just a little side note here, its funny how different it is to leave the house when you are a parent. Especially when you are a parent of a new baby. The list of things that you need to bring just to go out to dinner is so insane, you never think of those things when you are single. If I wanted to go out to dinner as a single man, a buddy could give me about 5 minutes notice and I could leave the house. Now, you have to change my son, re-pack the baby bag, ensure you have everything in the baby bag you will ever need, Get him dressed appropriately for the weather, strap him in his car seat, and then you have to get ready, and of course, my fiancee needs to get ready, so its really normally a HUGE ordeal, just to leave the house. I thought I would just mention this, as I am constantly floored about how its at least an hour, if not more, for us to leave the house no matter what we do. However, this time we actually got out of the house in like 20 minutes which has never happened and is amazing in itself.
So we are having dinner, and I am slowly realizing how hot it is getting in the restaurant. I am always hot, I have an internal heater that works overtime, so I ignore it alot of the time. And all of a sudden my son, does not want to eat, does not want anyone, and doesnt want to sit in his car seat, I just changed him, so I think, he's just really warm, and he starts to lose it. He is crying kinda quiet at first, and he is a quiet baby, so this is alot for him. And my fiancee is getting uncomfortable, we try taking him out of his sleeper and start fanning him, just to try to finish dinner. That doesnt work, he starts screaming, my fiancee makes the call that we are leaving, so I grab him, and take him to the front of the restaurant, in the little area between the outside doors, and the second set of doors. I feel its cool in there, without being freezing outside. He immediately stops crying, he was just hot, thats all that was wrong.
So we pack him up in that little area, and we go home. I find out later on that there were two women at another table apparantly giving us snotty looks getting all mad that our son was upset. Immediately I get my back up thinking, who the hell are you... then I think, omg, that was me. I used to get really mad when a baby was crying in a restaurant. I used to think, why the hell did those parents bring a baby to a restaurant, and interrupt my dinner. Especially at a nice restaurant, I didnt come here to have a meal listening to some baby cry all night. And why didnt they get a babysitter. And I would actually get angry, and be like "great, how long is that going to go on for". And maybe I am alone, but I have a feeling Im not.
So now as I continue on in my wide eyed parenting, seeing the world through a whole new light, everything is different, everything has changed. Its so amazing how you see your life flipped into a new dimentia of Life, into what is called Parenting.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Thanks for all your support
You will all be happy to know that he is doing better now. Apparantly it was one rough day, and the next day he started feeling better. And for the first time in 12 days, our son is having regular colour stools, which is great. He's had a good few in a row. So things seem to be getting better. I want to thank everyone that has emailed me, facebooked, or commented, wondering how my son is, its always good to have support when he is down.
He has had some rough sleeps the past couple nights, but other than that he is still being a happy and healthy little boy. Although I dont know how used to the fact that I am with him being in 9 MONTH clothing, him being 3 1/2 months old. Only for his height, and his feet werent fitting into his sleepers. Everyone keeps suggesting just cut the toes out, and wear socks. And if his feet grow any bigger, we just may have to do that.
Anyways, I just wanted to let everyone know, he is better now, and I wanted to thank everyone for their support! Take care,
He has had some rough sleeps the past couple nights, but other than that he is still being a happy and healthy little boy. Although I dont know how used to the fact that I am with him being in 9 MONTH clothing, him being 3 1/2 months old. Only for his height, and his feet werent fitting into his sleepers. Everyone keeps suggesting just cut the toes out, and wear socks. And if his feet grow any bigger, we just may have to do that.
Anyways, I just wanted to let everyone know, he is better now, and I wanted to thank everyone for their support! Take care,
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Seriously????!!!??
So on the back end of my last post about doctors, its just so happened that we had to go to the alberta children's hospital last night. I am just in freaking awe about the level of how our health care system works. Here is the story.
Last night we were on our way over to my fiancee's parents house for dinner, when we get a call from them to pick up something from the grocery store for them. I drop off my fiancee so she can just run in and get it, where I do a big loop around the parking lot. I hear a sound in the back and as I look back I see almost oozing out of his mouth, vomiting, his eyes are popping out of his head, and his face is blue. I of course freak out, park the truck, run over to the other side, get him out of the car seat, it was insane, and a whirlwind all at the same time. I go over there, and I see blood in his vomit.
I am doing whatever I can to make sure he's okay, which he seems like he just got shocked the heck out of, but he is breathing, and he FILLED his diaper during that episode, I know because we just changed him before we left. So I wipe him down, change him out of his outfit, and I see bits of blood on his outfit. My fiancee calls, and asks where I am I said the other side of the parking lot, and our son just puked everywhere, and there is something wrong. With a blink she showed up, started to clean out the car seat. We have an insert in the car seat for colder days, It was soaked in puke, and she said "Is this blood?" I said "yeah, I was wondering if it was". She said it first "We are going to the hospital.", so I change his diaper and outfit. She cleans out his car seat, and within minutes we are out of there.
We get to the hospital, it happens again. He starts throwing up all over himself . This time my fiancee is in the back with him and we clean him up, I take him out of the car seat, and rush him into emergency. I didnt even close my door. I went up to the nurse, and told them what has happened, my fiancee is right behind me. She tells us okay, go into the triage right away, which we did. She took his temperature, he was fine, we rambled off whats been happening to him lately, he's had green poops the past 10 days... She said okay, go over to the acute treament side, and you will be called in soon, but first I had to be seperated.
They wanted me to go into a seperate area to fill out paperwork. So I go there, and just sit, and wait to be called. Finally they call my fiancee's name about 20 minutes later. We go into admitting, then I ask if I can go sit with them, and I still havent filled out anything. She almost laughed saying "Yes of course you can stay together". I was getting a little upset at this point, saying dont laugh its your stupid rules im trying to follow. So I go over and we wait, and we wait and wait and wait. Finally a couple hours later we reach "Triage 2", where they check him over, give him some pedialyte mixed with apple juice. They say "yeah we are really busy, if you came in yesterday or the day before it would have been fine", and Im thinking what a STUPID thing to say. Oh Im sorry my son didnt have vomiting blood episodes yesterday when it would have been convenient for the hospital. So we wait some more. In total we wait for about 4 hours.
Around 9:30, they FINALLY bring us in, Im thinking cool, a half hour tops and we are outta here. The doctor strolls in at about 10:45. Starts talking, a mile a minute I might add, saying things like "You know when a teenage drinks too much, then has to throw up after being so drunk, but if he throws up a few times, there are traces of blood in it, and the parents then get worried about him" Im thinking, WTF is wrong with you. He's three months old, do you think he's hammered and we are bringing him in, what a stupid analogy. How about you check him out before you start with the stupid comments. But no, he gets called out to a "Non-stat emergency", which we then are like, fine, our son has been okay since been here, he is EXHAUSTED tired, we just want to take him home but we have to wait another 20 minutes for the doctor to come back. He takes a whoping 1 minute to look at him, feel him for lumps, checks his ears and eyes. And says, "He's probably fine now".
So we take him home realizing we've been at the hospital for about 6 hours. We are now both wondering if our son is going to get sick from being in the waiting room for so long, caught something from all the other sick kids that were there. And I wonder what the heck is with our health care system that it takes 6 hours for a hospital to check over a 3 month old baby that has blood in his vomit. I am just shocked about that. I mean weve been through the waiting game a couple times while my fiancee was pregnant and we would spend a good 10 hours, sometimes longer, which even then I was just thinking why. Now a tiny little new baby takes so long. And I think its funny that my wavering thoughts about doctors, and now we go through this, the only word I have is "Seriously???!!!??"
Last night we were on our way over to my fiancee's parents house for dinner, when we get a call from them to pick up something from the grocery store for them. I drop off my fiancee so she can just run in and get it, where I do a big loop around the parking lot. I hear a sound in the back and as I look back I see almost oozing out of his mouth, vomiting, his eyes are popping out of his head, and his face is blue. I of course freak out, park the truck, run over to the other side, get him out of the car seat, it was insane, and a whirlwind all at the same time. I go over there, and I see blood in his vomit.
I am doing whatever I can to make sure he's okay, which he seems like he just got shocked the heck out of, but he is breathing, and he FILLED his diaper during that episode, I know because we just changed him before we left. So I wipe him down, change him out of his outfit, and I see bits of blood on his outfit. My fiancee calls, and asks where I am I said the other side of the parking lot, and our son just puked everywhere, and there is something wrong. With a blink she showed up, started to clean out the car seat. We have an insert in the car seat for colder days, It was soaked in puke, and she said "Is this blood?" I said "yeah, I was wondering if it was". She said it first "We are going to the hospital.", so I change his diaper and outfit. She cleans out his car seat, and within minutes we are out of there.
We get to the hospital, it happens again. He starts throwing up all over himself . This time my fiancee is in the back with him and we clean him up, I take him out of the car seat, and rush him into emergency. I didnt even close my door. I went up to the nurse, and told them what has happened, my fiancee is right behind me. She tells us okay, go into the triage right away, which we did. She took his temperature, he was fine, we rambled off whats been happening to him lately, he's had green poops the past 10 days... She said okay, go over to the acute treament side, and you will be called in soon, but first I had to be seperated.
They wanted me to go into a seperate area to fill out paperwork. So I go there, and just sit, and wait to be called. Finally they call my fiancee's name about 20 minutes later. We go into admitting, then I ask if I can go sit with them, and I still havent filled out anything. She almost laughed saying "Yes of course you can stay together". I was getting a little upset at this point, saying dont laugh its your stupid rules im trying to follow. So I go over and we wait, and we wait and wait and wait. Finally a couple hours later we reach "Triage 2", where they check him over, give him some pedialyte mixed with apple juice. They say "yeah we are really busy, if you came in yesterday or the day before it would have been fine", and Im thinking what a STUPID thing to say. Oh Im sorry my son didnt have vomiting blood episodes yesterday when it would have been convenient for the hospital. So we wait some more. In total we wait for about 4 hours.
Around 9:30, they FINALLY bring us in, Im thinking cool, a half hour tops and we are outta here. The doctor strolls in at about 10:45. Starts talking, a mile a minute I might add, saying things like "You know when a teenage drinks too much, then has to throw up after being so drunk, but if he throws up a few times, there are traces of blood in it, and the parents then get worried about him" Im thinking, WTF is wrong with you. He's three months old, do you think he's hammered and we are bringing him in, what a stupid analogy. How about you check him out before you start with the stupid comments. But no, he gets called out to a "Non-stat emergency", which we then are like, fine, our son has been okay since been here, he is EXHAUSTED tired, we just want to take him home but we have to wait another 20 minutes for the doctor to come back. He takes a whoping 1 minute to look at him, feel him for lumps, checks his ears and eyes. And says, "He's probably fine now".
So we take him home realizing we've been at the hospital for about 6 hours. We are now both wondering if our son is going to get sick from being in the waiting room for so long, caught something from all the other sick kids that were there. And I wonder what the heck is with our health care system that it takes 6 hours for a hospital to check over a 3 month old baby that has blood in his vomit. I am just shocked about that. I mean weve been through the waiting game a couple times while my fiancee was pregnant and we would spend a good 10 hours, sometimes longer, which even then I was just thinking why. Now a tiny little new baby takes so long. And I think its funny that my wavering thoughts about doctors, and now we go through this, the only word I have is "Seriously???!!!??"
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