Poor Blake

Blake had a rough few months this past year.  In November (after a visit to the clinic where we were told "No, he isn't sick!"), we got to Stanton for Thanksgiving and broke out in the worst case of what they thought was Hand, Food, Mouth.  There is also thought it could have been German Measles.  Poor boy was COVERED in what looks like chicken pox and was miserable.  Grandma Denise to the rescue with calamine.  He loved it and perked up, but weekend plans were cancelled.

In mid-March while mom was at Traci's bachelorette party, Blake got sick again.  The boys said he didn't move from the couch all night and threw up some.  He was so restless and didn't even want to be held.  Not normal for my almost 2 year old.  

In early April, we had just about recovered from March and got hit again!  Mom said enough was enough, got checked out at the doctor because the dehydration was making me nervous.  Based on the string of illness, dehydration, and weight loss - we were sent to Blank Children's Hospital for an IV and tests to rule out anything other than a virus.  All tests were good, and it turns out he had back-to-back bad viruses.  The IV helped get his fluids up and we made a good show of throwing toys at the doctors to get us released early.  Spent a few weeks working on getting back to eating and drinking normal at our house.  Kicker for the weekend - this time it was Bachelor weekend, so after we got all checked in, Andrew had to split town! 

Hospital selfie!

We had a WONDERFUL set of doctors and nurses, and Blake oddly enough didn't really get too nervous with them.Mostly quite and didn't want to make a lot of eye contact!

Feeling better.

Check out my hospital pants!  

I'm outta here!!

Home and Happy!