Turns out that our poor Carver had pneumonia. And to make matters worse, Kira figured it out when I was in the middle of a job interview on the other side of the country, so she was on her own for the first two days. Carver was doing well, but needed to be monitored in the hospital for at least a night or two to make sure that he didn’t come down with complications. Thank goodness that I have wonderful family in town – my aunt came and took care of Avey and Hakan so that Kira could stay with Carver in the hospital.
I flew home late Tuesday night and drove straight to the hospital to take over for Kira. Things had been especially complicated because she is still nursing and yet the hospital would not allow Hakan to be on the floor with the sick children, so Kira had to save milk while my dear aunt used up the supply we had saved since the boy’s birth. It was good to be back to help out.
Carver had been miserable for so long that we were glad to figure out what the problem was. He is one tough cookie, though. He was in pretty good spirits for his hospital stay, watching movies and napping most of the day. His favorite great uncle visited him twice, and brought him a little stuffed stegosaurus that provided much comfort. Carver still snuggles with it as he sleeps.
We had hoped to be home by Wednesday but, alas, it was not to be. Carver was responding well to the antibiotics, but the doctors wanted him to go at least 24 hours without a fever, and Carver kept getting little fevers about once a day. He finally came home Friday morning, and was so excited to find our Christmas tree set up and half-decorated. Yesterday, he finally seemed himself as he ran down the hall over and over, begging me to chase him.
We are so glad to have him well and home again, and grateful to have good friends and family in town who were willing to help!