I mentioned the other day that I am ready for a break from all the illnesses in our home. It seems to me like when it rains, it pours! Monster Man returned to school yesterday from his stomach bug, but we instead had Angel Baby home with a sinus infection. Little Man was supposed to return to school yesterday, as well, but he couldn't stand up when he woke up yesterday. His legs were extremely painful, and he couldn't put any weight on them except for a small amount to attempt to crawl (and even then he didn't go far before he started crying for us to pick him up). I took Angel Baby and Little Man to the pediatrician yesterday morning, hoping we'd get quick answers and could get back home. Instead, we were sent to Children's Healthcare of Atlanta at Egleston, where we spent five hours in the emergency room.
There was concern that the strep could've been causing muscle deterioration in Little Man's legs, so I had to take him for blood work. One of the problems they suspected could've caused problems to his kidneys, which was also a concern because he wasn't going to the bathroom, so they put him on an IV for part of the time while we were there, too. I was amazed at how well he handled it all! The nurse put some medicine on his hands and arms while we were still in triage that helped to numb the skin in preparation for the IV port. There was a nice lady that came to play with Little Man, bringing in an Ipad for him to play games on. The distraction was perfect for keeping him occupied while he was given the IV, and he didn't even notice he'd gotten it until after they'd already drawn blood from it, cleaned it out, and started the IV drip. He was a trooper through the entire visit, too.
The good news is that all the test results came back clear. In the end, the doctors decided that the pain was just soreness due to the strep, and that it wasn't muscle deterioration. He is supposed to return to the doctor if he is not better or if he worsens in the next few days. Today, he's still not wanting to put a lot of weight on his legs, but he is giving it a try. He has done some walking, though you can tell just by looking at him that he's sore. He's walking really stiff and is holding on to things, and he says "ow" with just about every step. He's determined to get moving, though. He has always been so independent, and he is not liking having to rely on me for everything.
He gave us a good scare, but I am hopeful that he'll be back to himself in no time.