he's back!

Our littlest man is feeling so much better! I am so sorry I have done such a yucky job updating this blog...most of my updates have gone through Facebook as very basic one sentence follow-ups. But here you go, the whole story...

Brock is a VERY happy baby usually, and he had been abnormally fussy for about 24 hours...but I just thought it was a "phase". Friday afternoon I took Brock's temp because he was feeling warm and had not been eating very well for the last day.
He was at 102.1...AHHHHHH!!
I immediately FREAKED out and called the dr. who had us come in within that hour to get him looked at. So, Joe postponed leaving town for work to keep Jake while I took Brock into the dr. After about 30 mins of checking him out, they very gently told me that I needed to go to the ER. Our Dr.s office is a branch off Texas Children's (thankfully) so they wanted me to head into town to get the best care for him...um ok!
They saw how flustered I got in that amount of time, so they called an ambulance to have me and Brock ride down in. HOLY COW...talk about scary, seeing your 6 week old get strapped to a strecher and escorted out of the pediatrician's office. I dont think I have seen more people stare...
But on the way down to the hospital the ambulance techs totally made me feel like I did not need to freak out. This was not anything other than a virus or something. His heart and lungs sounded GREAT! We didn't even put on the lights because they were not too worried to rush.

Once we got down there Joe and my mom, brother and Sam, all met me to sit while Brock got lots of blood drawn, a urine sample, and a spinal tap (thank GOD they made me leave for that)
The Dr's were VERY optomistic, saying things like "he is a fighter, which makes us think he is not too sick". Things like that make a mom and dad feel a lot better!
After about 6 hours in the ER we were admited to the hospital because he had to be supervised for 48 hours and wait until all his cultures came back.

So, it was just a waiting game from that point on. He was hooked up to an IV where they were pumping MAJOR anti-viral and anti-bacterial antibiotics 24-7. The first 24 hours were VERY rough. His temp stayed very high and he was still fussy and very lathargic. Joe and I were so bummed. But then on Saturday evening he began to perk up. He was smiling all the time, dancing in his crib and even eating so much better! All the nurses were incredibly helpful. We could not have asked for better care.
Sunday morning Auntie Tina came up to the hospital to visit Brock and us, (she was in town for a girls weekend) and then I drove her out to our house to hang out with Jake while Joe stayed at the hospital with Brock. (this whole time Sitte came in to stay with Jake....we are soooooo thankful for that)
During that time of hanging out with Auntie Joe called and said he and Brock were on their way home!! It turns out that some of the cultures had come back negative and his temp was on a downward curve...woohoo!

He was so stinking happy to get his IV out and be home with his brother, even if all his brother does is harrass him. He was like a whole other kid. As soon as Joe walked in with Brock, Jake was soooooo pumped to have both of them home. He could not stop hugging Brock and wanting to pick him up. It was so sweet!

We had a little bit more of a scare Sunday night when his temp went back up a little, but it went right back down later that night.
So, we have been a very happy, complete family since then. Thank the Lord!

Thank all of you for all your prayers and support. We are so encouraged by amazing friends and family in our lives. Jake and Brock are two VERY lucky boys to have you all!

So, now life resumes. Joe is off to camp for the rest of the week, and I will be meeting him in Dallas this weekend where we are shooting a wedding. I am excited for Joe to get back into his swing of things! I cannot wait until next summer when the family can go to camp with him. The boys will LOVE that!
Hope you all have excellent weeks and are blessed like we have been!