The reason I hadn't gotten to that yet was because I was going to include taking JoAnn to a PBA game the next day on Sunday, but at the game I started to feel pretty sick. I'll get to the whole being sick thing in a minute, first let's talk about the game.
Daniel has a couple friends who play for a professional basketball team here called Santa Lucia. I guess whenever Daniel talks to them they like to give him a hard time because after being here as long as we have he has never gone to see a PBA game. He and I have both been to quite a few college games, but never a professional game. Anyway he ran into his friend he found out there was a game on Sunday and it was only a few minutes from where we lived. So Daniel and I decided it would be fun for us to find a babysitter for Isaiah and give us a special outing with just JoAnn.
Not long after getting there I started to feel really sick. I knew I had a fever because I was in a gym without air conditioning during hot season and I was shaking I was so cold. In an effort to try to make it a special night with JoAnn, I just decided to power through it and stick out the rest of the game. I will admit that when they were behind by almost 20 at half, that seemed like a nearly impossible task, but I'm glad I did because they came back and cut the lead to just a few points by the end of the game. It was really fun to watch JoAnn and Daniel cheer together.
JoAnn also loved taking pictures with the camera.
Alright, now to the whole sickness thing. Like I said it started Sunday at the game, but I went home and took some Tylenol, got the fever down and as good of a night's rest as you can with a 5 week old. The next day on Monday, I had a follow up with my OB and we needed to take Isaiah in for his check up/shots. (By the way Isaiah came in weighing 4.9 kgs./10 lbs 13 oz and measuring 63 cm/24.8 inches. I haven't double checked his height yet.) So we went to the doctors, I mentioned that I had been feeling sick and my doctor looked me over, told me to get a CBC and then talk to her again. Well, as we were leaving the hospital the fire alarm went off and I wasn't about to stop to get a blood test done with the alarm going off. The next day I had planned on going somewhere in the morning with a friend and was just going to get the test done after I got home. However, once I got home I wasn't even sure I could make it from the car to our place I felt so sick. I knew the fever and chills had come back and when I got home I realized I had a giant red rash on my stomach.
I really wasn't sure I could make it anywhere and thought maybe the red spot was just from the pressure of the seat belt and the way I had been sitting in the car, so I took some more Tylenol and took a nap. When I woke up I was going to head in to get the blood test done when I noticed the red spot hadn't gone away and went all the way down to the scar from the c section. That made me a little nervous, so I decided it was time to be seen by a doctor and headed in to the emergency room. They saw me at the ER, referred me to the OB and sent me to be seen by my OB's resident. She looked at it, wasn't sure it was from the c section and referred me to an infectious disease doctor to make sure, but the ID doctor would only see me if I was admitted to the hospital. So, between that and the fact my fever wasn't going down they decided to admit me. For the first time in my life I was admitted to the hospital for something other than having a baby. Well, to make a long story short it took a couple days, but they finally diagnosed me with erysipelas. It is an infection of one of the layers of skin. I know my eczema puts me at a higher risk for getting it and I'm guessing that the fact I was still recovering from surgery made me that much more prone to getting it. Anyway, after three nights in the hospital and some IV antibiotics they finally sent me home. They were able to get rid of the fever the first night and other than the spot on my stomach being painful to the touch I instantly felt better. So, by the time I got to go home, I actually felt just fine. The only lasting effect is the giant red patch I have on my stomach and the antibiotic pills they sent me home with. Oh, and the fact that I was told not to nurse while taking the antibiotics, which I think is the worst part of this whole thing. So, between trying to keep up my milk supply and still having to feed Isaiah a bottle, my day has quickly gotten very busy.
Tomorrow I'm going to take Isaiah in for a check up to talk to the doctor about the formula I have him on. I knew he had a hard time with milk and when we tried soy formula, he threw most of it up. So he is on a hypo allergenic formula right now, which really is only partially hypo allergenic and he gets a rash from it and tends to throw up quite a bit more than usual. Unfortunately, they don't have anything that is any more hypo allergenic here, so I wanted to see what the doctor thinks I should do. This is about the time where I really get annoyed by allergies. At least it is only temporary though.
***Quick update...I hadn't had a chance to add the pictures when I wrote this the other day, so I've already been to see the pediatrician and she gave me wonderful news. I can nurse while on the antibiotic. I don't know who was more excited me or Daniel. If I nurse it gets him out of having to take a turn feeding Isaiah in the middle of the night. Which he actually is sleeping around 6 hours right now, so I don't think its too bad to get up. Anyway, this was a new doctor that I had used once while she was filling in for someone and loved her but her office is much farther away than the one that I had been using. I was a little hesitant to commit myself to driving that far every time I needed to take one of the kids to the doctor. Well, with something more than just a check up and shots to talk about I decided I really wanted one that I liked and trusted. Anyway, all that to say she measured Isaiah again and he was only 60 cm and 4.9 kg. I think her measurements are much more accurate. I actually really like this doctor and think I'm finally sold on the idea of having to drive an extra 20-30 minutes to see a doctor that I like so much.
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