I ended my last post with the statement, "What does Owen have up his sleeve for his next trick?" I wrote that on June 25 and it didn't take long to find out. Last Friday night, Bridget packed suitcases for her and Owen to fly up to North Carolina for a couple days to hang out with her family on the outer banks. The flight was early Saturday morning so just like usual we woke up Owen around 6 for him early morning bottle. Everything seemed fine until he made it about halfway through the 7 oz bottle. All of a sudden our son, who had only spit up maybe twice in his entire life, threw up. Thinking it was a one time thing we cleaned him up and continued feeding him. Five minutes later he did it again.
So now we have a three month old throwing up just two hours before he and his mom are supposed to get on a plane. We got him cleaned up again and laid him down in his crib hoping he might be able to get some sleep. A couple minutes later, I looked at the video monitor and something wasn't right. I went into his room only to find that he had thrown up for the third time all over his clothes and this time his mattress (fortunately, Bridget always keeps a waterproof sheet on top of the mattress).
At this point, we begin to worry. What is wrong with Owen? What do we do since it's 8:00 in the morning on a Saturday? What about the flight? We hop in the car and start heading toward the hospital. We call the doctor's office since they open at 8 on Saturday's and talk to a nurse. Since he was not only throwing up but was also extremely lethargic they said we should continue on our way to the hospital. Fortunately, we live very close to the children's hospital in Orlando. That provides two benefits. One, they are used to new parents like us coming in with a sick baby and acting frantic. Two, it means that we don't have to go to a general ER and expose Owen to a bunch of other sick people.
It was in the ER where we quickly found out that it wasn't as bad as we thought. You can always tell those things in the ER when they take you to a room and don't come back for 20-30 minutes. They checked Owen out, gave him some pedialyte, and, in what may have been one of the fastest ER visits ever, I think we were out of there in an hour. While in the ER, Bridget talked to a great agent from Southwest, who was quickly able to change her flight to Wednesday without any problem.
A week later Owen is still having "intestinal issues" and has only been eating about 50-70% of his normal amount of formula but other than that he seems relatively happy and healthy.
I think I'm going to stop thinking about what challenge he may pose to us next and just start enjoying the days that don't involve doctor's visits.
BTW, I posted some new pics of Owen, including some of him hanging out with grandma, on Picasa. Even created a new album since the previous one was getting a bit big. Here's the link to the new album: http://picasaweb.google.com/bryanlabutta/Owen3Months
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