Let me begin this post by saying that if you are grossed out easily, you may want to skip it. There is talk of pus and pictures of bumps and for all of you who know me, you know this kind of stuff is almost more than I can stomach. Just wanted to send a warning out before reading... Proceed at your own risk. ;)
Friday evening Hudson started scratching a bite on his inner thigh. Saturday it was red and festered and he developed a low grade fever.
Sunday he really couldn't walk well because of the pain of the bite rubbing his diaper/ underwear and the spot was very tender- he would barely let me touch it. It had developed into a larger bump that was hard underneath and his fever had gotten higher.
I called the doctors office and since it was the weekend, the on-call nurse called me back. She told me that if his fever got higher, like 102, that we needs to take him to the hospital. At midnight, he had a temp of 103. Brian stayed here with Reed and Hudson and I headed to Cooks. He was none too pleased that someone was going to touch his leg (or that he had to wear the hospital gown).
Turns out the bite got infected and it turned into an abscess. The doc squeezed on it until all of the pus came out and Hudson screamed bloody murder the entire time. They put neosporin and a band-aid on it and sent us home with instructions that we had to squish the pus out 2-3 times a day for the next couple of days and a anti-biotic prescription. We got home at 3:45 a.m. and went to sleep. We were supposed to leave on vacation that morning with Brian's family, but I wanted to make sure he felt okay to go. We went and got his antibiotic along with some other things we needed for the trip. Here is his antibiotics for the next 10 days.
FIVE bottles. Okay... We'll do what needs to be done. So I give him not even half of the first dose and he throws it up within 20 seconds. Um... Okay, we try again and same outcome. I call the doctor, give her nurse the lowdown of what has happened over the last couple of days and she wants to see him. In the meantime, it's time for us to do the warm bath and squish the stuff out of his leg. We do the bath and I go get Brian and ask what he want to do- hold Hudson down or squish the thing. He let's me choose, so I hold down my sweet baby. Brian squeezes around on it and the whole time Hudson is crying and screaming at the top of his lungs "Ow!!! No, Dad! No!" over and over. It was terrible. :(. So we get a band-aid on it and have some time to rest before our doctor's appointment. We go I'm and his doctor tells me some very interesting things... First, that particular antibiotic evidently tastes horrendous. (How the ER doc expected me to get 5 bottles of it down a 3 year old, I do not know). Second, when I told her the dosage, she said " Wow, that's a lot for a little guy." Seriously???? Lastly, he never took a culture of what came out of the abscess. It didn't occur to me while we were there, but after she mentioned it, I was annoyed... That is why I went to Cooks- I thought they would make sure and do all those things. Anyhow, she gave us a different antibiotic and told me that the spot on his leg looked really good and we didn't need to mess with squishing on it anymore. Hallelujah!! I forgot it had been a while since his last Tylenol dose and while we're waiting on the new prescription, his fever starts to rise. By the time we get home he is shaking and teeth chattering. When he gets a high fever like that, he has trouble keeping medicines down... Low and behold he throws up a little of his antibiotic. We get more Tylenol down and put the rest of his antibiotic with his drink in his sippy cup and it goes down too. The poor kid slept from 5:00 last night until 3:00 this morning.
He woke up very hot, threw up, got more Tylenol down him and he went back to sleep. Woke him up at 7:00 and gave him Tylenol and his antibiotic and so far so good. I really think if he can keep his antibiotic down, he should start feeling good soon- bless his heart!! I'm sure he's ready to feel better too!
Update Tuesday evening:
Hudson did great on the 4 hour drive to the vacation house. He swam, ate a few chips and when I noticed he was getting warm, I got out the Tylenol. He promptly threw up. Tried to hide the Tylenol in his cup and he threw up again. Please pray for healing!
