Sunday, January 01, 2006

Happy New Year

Well it's a New Year. 2006 is upon us and I can only say good riddance. Aside from the birth of our son in August, 2005 seemed like a pretty bleak year, even for a positive sort of soul such as myself. If it were a child it would have received coal for Christmas. Nature, politics and the world in general seemed to have decided that 2005 should be as crappy as possible. There were many horrific occurrences this year, such as the birth of this blog, so it seemed only fitting that a year destined to be as crappy as possible not disappoint. Yes 2005 can now go rot in whatever chronological hell awaits it. I haven't been this happy to see the back end of anything since I got that swimsuit calendar. So given the state of the year in general it was with no surprise and a cruel and ironic twist that I found myself exactly where I was 31 years ago to the day.

Our Christmas had gone remarkably better than last year's, but when you consider last year's saw all but myself crippled with some mystery uber-virus that caused bodies to expel fluid from whatever available orifice it could find that's a pretty low bar to get over. I had logged my last two working days in the year and was headed home for a nice 3 day weekend. I walked in the door only to find the wife holding what I thought was dinner. It was tightly wrapped and smoking hot. It turns out that said parcel was not dinner at all, but was in fact the Rainybaby! Yes folks he had decided to attempt a burst into flames, the likes of which not been seen since Johnny Storm. Since we were fairly sure that his superpowers have not yet developed, it was determined that the medicines that had been applied to knock down his minor fever were failing and it was time for some professional attention. The wife bundled him up and took him to the walk in clinic that works in place of our regular doctor whenever he is unavailable.

After a few hours of turning him this way and taking samples of various fluids it was determined that he likely was fighting a urine infection. The wife came home, as she was about to fall over from fatigue, and it was my turn to run him to the next stop, the emergency room. It was clear that any plans I had made for the next night were about to end up here. I decided to jump in the van and make a run for it. Saving a bunch of money on gas by placing his flaming body on the dashboard to heat the cabin as we raced down to the emergency room. Upon our arrival I was dismayed to find that the admissions nurse wasn't allowed to medicate the poor little guy and neither should I.
The pediatrician was to be along shortly so I wasn't worried. After an hour of his steadily climbing temperature we were ushered into a room where the pediatrician told us that they would return in a minute or two. After two more hours they finally sent a nurse in to check him out and after finding his temperature all the way up to 104F a flurry of activity ensued. Before I knew what to do a catheter, and IV and a dose of meds were all applied to him.

We were dispatched to the upper floors to get some rest. Since it was 4:00am we were comfortably resting by about 4:30 only to be awakened by 8:00 for vitals checks and a battalion of other sleep destroying activities. We passed the time playing with Rainyjakob's new friend Standly the IV pole. After a while we were dispatched to the lower levels of the building where his body could be pummelled with sounds waves would have dolphins pounding on the walls screaming "Cut that racket out, we're trying to get some sleep down here.

After a few more shots of meds through Standly we were given the prognosis from the doctor who said that the little guy was on the mend and we only had to spend two days with Standly. Needless to say this was well received by the little fella. The only complication was that they will have to have him back in once he is well recovered for a few tests to make sure that his innards all are doing what they should. That certainly go his attention. The good thing is that he seems pretty content about coming home though.

All in all it was a pretty crappy way to spend a birthday and a New Years. So now it's your turn. What fun things did you do this New Year's Eve, or if you don't like that then regale us with tales of your worst birthday. Come on now people don't be shy. You've just read a post on how foul baby pee can impact the holidays.


Blogger Violet said...

poor wee mite. He looks so happy and cute in those photos.

My worst birthday (that I remember) was the one where I woke up and couldn't breathe without feeling a sharp pain in my lower back. It turned out I had pleurisy.

3:32:00 AM  
Blogger PBS said...

That would be really crappy all right. But your little guy does look pretty cheerful about it all.

THIS year didn't start out all that well for me, ha ha!

10:34:00 AM  
Blogger happyandblue2 said...

Glad he is getting better. That was scary..

10:57:00 AM  
Blogger Carol (Smiles and Laughter) said...

So scary!! I am glad he is getting better, Pete. I'll say a prayer he can come home!!

11:46:00 AM  
Blogger Aims said...

Ah bless him. Glad to hear he is getting better. I must say he looks better in that last photo. The poor little guy.
My worst birthday was my 19th when my then bloke & all my mates left me & I ended up in a nightclub on my own, then one of mates turned up just to accuse me of trying to pull her boyfriend. Which I wasnt, she just wanted to finish with him & though that was the easiest way to do it!

1:02:00 PM  
Blogger Elle said...

Poor lil' baby love. I'm glad he's feeling better. He is the CUTEST lil' guy!!

1:31:00 PM  
Blogger Dotm said...

104, that`s real scary for one so small. Happy he is doing better. he is one adorable looking little fellow.

2:00:00 PM  
Blogger Gimpy Mumpy said...

Glad to hear that mini-pete is getting better. Hope he is home soon.

My worst birthday ever was definitely my 30th. I had just had surgery in which nasty evil doctors had cut a foot long incision in my back removed some discs, replaced 'em with metal cages and inserted large metal screws and rods to much of my vertebra. Stuck in a hospital bed in my living room with no privacy, no access to a shower (the full bathroom is upstairs) and relearning to walk with a walker that my dog thought was a great chew-toy I celebrated by eating a few bites of thai food with my family which I proceeded to throw up. Oh, and I couldn't have a spot of alcohol because of all my meds. Not one of my best days :)
Although the day the bill arrived from the hospital for over $100,000 for the surgery or the day I was told the surgery was a failure tied for second-worst!

2:07:00 PM  
Blogger Mark Leslie said...

What a beautiful little baby - so glad to hear that he's doing so much better. While you wrote this with much humour I'm sure it was quite an ordeal - glad that it's on the upswing!

I spent New Year's eve losing Scrabble and Pick Two (another crossword game) to a good friend of mine. Not much peeing or other bodily fluids involved . . .

2:21:00 PM  
Blogger Rurality said...

Oh poor baby! (Both of you.)

Cute little jammies though. :)

3:44:00 PM  
Blogger AlmightyHeidi said...

Usually I leave nice sacastic comments, but my soft side comes out when your talking about drooly sick babies.

I sure hope everything turns out well for the little man. :)

3:45:00 PM  
Blogger Adrienne said...

I'm so glad he's feeling better. How scary that must have been for both of you. There is nothing harder than watching your child suffer and you can't take the pain away from them. My heart hurt for you while reading your post. Hugs for you and the whole family.

Now, go back to my blog and read about my New Years Eve.

3:51:00 PM  
Blogger Dewdrop said...

So glad your son is better. He is really cute!

My worst birthday? Heavens, I guess it was my 18th when I was stuck indoors whilst my sister and her friends went out without inviting me (my sister and I are like chalk and cheese!).

3:58:00 PM  
Blogger Jenn said...

ack! Well, happy birthday and happy belated new year anyways. Looks like your little guy's on the road to recovery and sounds like you're certainly entitled to a killer post-birthday celebration.

And whatever you decided to do, it'll be better than my new year's eve of channel surfing!

4:52:00 PM  
Blogger Rhodent said...

Hmmm... my birthday is the day after Christmas. Nuff said?

Glad your little guy is doing better! Maybe you can celebrate your birthday when things calm down... not the same, I know, but you could celebrate 2 for 1... your birthday and his recovery!

8:07:00 PM  
Blogger L said...

Happy New Year!

(adorable photos, by the way :)

8:46:00 PM  
Blogger Lisa said...

Oh my, you poor people! How alarming to have his temperature so high and for him to have to endure all that poking and proddding, poor wee soul. I'm so glad to read that he's much better and by now I suspect he'll be back to 100%.

Happy belated birthday Pete, hope next years one is a lot happier for you. I mean, this one for sure had it's amount of excitement, just at the wrong end of the scale :(

BTW, that gorgeous babe looks like he belongs in baby prison with those cute pink striped jammies he's wearing lol (They're probably red right? it's just the photo right? lol)

9:54:00 PM  
Blogger Foilwoman said...

Well, it's wonderful to see pictures of RainyJakob, but I'm sorry he was sick. Okay, he's adorable even when in intensive care. I hope he's better now, you're back home (with him), and you get a birthday rain check.

12:26:00 AM  
Blogger Fizzy said...

OH I hope that he is well on the road to recvovery what a bad birthday for you.
Look after yourself, goodbye 2005 and HELLO 2006

4:59:00 AM  
Blogger CharlieBeth said...

It must have been a total nightmare! So glad he's getting better now, and can't wait for the post to say he's a home and happy baby again.

Happy Birthday too mate!

8:33:00 AM  
Blogger ...just-rambling... said...

First off, happy belated birthday and New Year to you. You'll have to flip the calender back to December and celebrate when Rainy Baby comes home.

It breaks my heart when a baby is sick because they don't understand what is going on. What a relief to see him in the last picture! He looks well on the way to recovery!

While I don't recall a birthday or New Year's that was as bad as that, I do recall the first time I took my infant son to the emergency room. He was so sick, he didn't want anyone to touch him except me, but they forced me to leave the room so they could strap him to a table to examine him. It was only like a minute, but it felt like hours to me. My poor baby had a double ear infection, but I was scarred for life as far as my attitude toward emergency room personnel.

10:29:00 AM  
Blogger sands of time said...

Thank god he's fully recovered.
Hopefully that will be his only illness in 2006.Happy new year to you and your family.

11:18:00 AM  
Blogger ramblin' girl said...

Glad he's feeling better! Happy Birthday and New Years, hope your year improves from here!

12:11:00 PM  
Blogger Kev And Charlotte said...

bless - poor little fella! very glad all is returning back to normal.

we need these little hickups to give jolts in our prayer life!


12:42:00 PM  
Blogger The Walker Tribe said...

Holy hell. That was a heartbreaking story for us parents of newborns. Glad all turned out well!


12:50:00 PM  
Blogger Jo said...

Hey :-) Came here via Bitter Bitch's review and just wanted to tell you that she's wrong. I'm guessing people who don't have kids can't have a sense of humor about it, but I think your post was great.

1:39:00 PM  
Blogger Leesa said...

He's adorable! So glad he's getting better:)

1:44:00 PM  
Blogger JODSTER said...

My IV pole was called Charlie...

I wonder if they were friends?

2:04:00 PM  
Blogger Martini said...

If you MUST know...
Boring New Year's in Collingwood. How boring? The highlight of the night was watching my friend's pinky toe get broken under a rocking chair.

2:19:00 PM  
Blogger No_Newz said...

Happy birthday! But not so happy. Sheesh. Just like a kid to take the attention off of his pops on his special day. ;)
I love his smile. It's no wonder why he'd have everyone there oohing and ahhing.
How did his tests come back? Well I hope. I know how stressed a time you and your wife have had. I'm sending many strong mommy and daddy vibes your way.
Lois Lane

2:33:00 PM  
Blogger Walker said...

Poor little guy.
He is looking happier now.
It must have been hell waiting for him to get better, but kids are tough.
I find nurses and doctors step up to the plate when it comes to the kids.

2:36:00 PM  
Blogger Minerva said...

Oh Pete,
How very scary for you and for 'sweetest baby'. So glad that he is better - that really is the best birthday present, isn't it?

Happy New year to you,


3:52:00 PM  
Anonymous Last Girl On Earth said...

Hey Pete. That is one of the saddest stories I've read all day! At least your beautiful baby is still smiling after all that! (Did I mention you have a mighty beautiful baby?)

I hope 2006 turns itself right around for you and ends up being AMAZING! Oh, and BTW, thanks for de-lurking today. I guess I can admit that I've lurked over here once or twice myself. I'm blogrolling you so that I can come back soon.

9:34:00 PM  
Blogger Ava said...

Happy to see Jakob is better and that he made you realize that the world really does revolve around him. National holidays are no match for RainyJakob!

11:25:00 PM  
Blogger Le laquet said...

Aw poor darling, he looks so happy in the photos where he's feeling better - bless him! Boring New Year? This one! Boring birthday - need to think about that one!

1:27:00 AM  
Blogger Celti said...

Oh, JEEZ, Pete?! That stinks. Sorry it screwed up the festivities so badly, but I'm glad the wee one is on the mend. You read about the testosterone-fest at my house, so I'll sign off by wishing you and yours a Happy New Year.

11:23:00 AM  
Blogger katie said...

Yikes! I'm so glad that he is doing better.

11:29:00 AM  
Blogger Sherri said...

Your poor baby! I'm so glad he's doing better. There is absolutely nothing worse than feeling helpless while your child is sick.

2:46:00 PM  
Blogger glomgold said...

I spent this new year's sick as well.

8:13:00 PM  

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