Poor Ry Guy

Ryan recently had a little trip to the hospital. Poor baby. He had a rash in his diaper area for a few days. Most of the bumps cleared up, but one got infected and turned into an abscess. We noticed it early Monday morning and by the next diaper change it had doubled in size. By Monday afternoon it had tripled, so I called Dave at work and they said to bring him in. One of the surgeons Dave works with tried to lance and drain it, but it was far too big at that point. He recommended that we take him straight to Primary Children's Hospital. By the time we got to the ER it had grown even more and was very red. They started an IV, which took far too long and about 3 tries. Ryan just cried and looked at me with sad little eyes that were begging me to make them stop. They took him into surgery around 8 PM and everything went well. They made an incision at the top and bottom of the long abscess and threaded a drain (tube) under the skin. This would help the rest of the junk drain out. It was nasty-looking and my stomach turned when I saw it. He spent two days in the hospital while the IV antibiotics did its job. He mostly slept and didn't care to move around too much. I had to toughen up, and after many dry heaves, eventually became the soul diaper-changer. I was very proud of myself! My friends were amazing and took care of my other kids while Dave was at work. I was so thankful for them! We even got a visit and dinner from my parents. He came home on Wednesday and I felt that fear when you take a newborn home for the first time. Luckily Dave took the rest of the week off to help out. He has healed well and without complications. We have appreciated all the prayers in our behalf! Check out my sweet digs.