Hey They Are Fragile...

So last night I believe that Alison and I may have dealt with the closest near death experience that any of our kids have ever had. Sure we have had Andy and Zach choking on something and we fished it out. In those situations though we were really worried just pragmatically took care of the issue.

Well last night I had a serious scare. I was woke up by my wife just before 2 am and I could clearly understand what she was saying, but I have been married to her long enough to hear some very serious worry in her voice. So I sat up and listened again to what she said. She was holding Josh and saying he wasn't responding to anything. I first noticed a really limp baby. He is usually very active and wiggly. He was limp and I started to get worried. Alison told me that he wasn't responding to anything. He was burning up, and soaked in sweat.

Alison woke up and had a major prompting to check on Josh. She was wondering why he hadn't woke up yet to eat. He usually is only going 6 or 7 hours at night and it had been almost 8. So she went in there and found his face completely covered by his warm heavy blanket. She uncovered him and found a kid that seemed almost dead. His eyes were open but not focused on anything. It was totally freaky. This is a person that we are taking care of and he was near death.

So we prayed for help to understand what he needed at that moment. I gave him a blessing and knew that he would be okay very soon if we did what was needed right now. If that then he would be okay for a while if at all.

After the blessing we stripped him and took his temp which came in at 101. Wow. So we stripped him and wiped it entire body down with a way cold rag. Before this at some point we had changed a huge poopy diaper. When we were washing him down he was starting to finally wake up a bit more. He was actually trying to look around at us. Not grabbing our hands or anything but trying a bit more. So then Alison fed him. After that he was doing a bit more and acting closer to normal.

A few minutes later after a bit more freezing the pore kid with the wet washcloth we gave him some water in a medicine dropper. The kid sucked that up like he was dry as the desert. 1/4 of a cup later he slowed way down. So we let him be and tried playing with him to keep him awake. Honestly though he was basically trying to tell us "its okay now I am fine, just need a bit of shut eye." Well I was thinking he couldn't go to sleep because he might just die on us, so we kept him awake longer.

A hard part of this situation is that we had just moved him out of our room and his crying voice is actually kind of timid. So when he cries we barely hear him. So imagine the doors are only cracked open and the fan is on in the hall. Then the kid gets his face covered by the blanket. So he is screaming for help and can't get any response. He probably just screamed himself senseless and then gave up. That is when is mom came and rescued him. She feels like she has totally failed him forever. I feel bad to because I probably would have slept the entire night through and not noticed a thing.

Overall I am just so happy he is doing great. This entire day he has acted just fine, with perhaps just a bit of fatigue around the edges. That is it. Wow. They are fragile, but heak they can be resilient as well thank goodness.