ERs and Baby Food

I've grown slightly accustomed in the last six months to dealing with hospital staff, doctors and nurses. Hospitals are just no fun. I try not to hold it against the people who work there.

Chris and I spent eight hours in the emergency room last night with Kendall. We were there so late that I cuddled up with Kendall in the hospital bed and slept for two hours while we waited for the doctor to find out test results and get a second opinion from the on call pediatrician.

Kendall had an ear infection at the beginning of the month that never fully healed and then turned into slight pneumonia. She also had a very high white blood cell count. Her condition was almost to the stage where they had to admit her overnight. The doctor said we looked like capable enough parents and sent us home with an in-home breathing treatment.

As we were leaving the hospital, the doctor realized that the nurse had written Kendall's weight down wrong. We were asked by three different hospital staff what her weight was and if they could weigh her again. I said, "No!". I was not about to wake her up one more time to get information that they should have communicated better in the first place. (She is 14.2 lbs by the way.)

She is doing much better today. The breathing treatment is working nicely and she spent a good deal of cuddle time with mama today. Most of her appetite is back, too. She even ate all the carrots I made.

On a side note: Baby food jars are about 80 cents. I spent that same amount of money on organic carrots; peeled and mashed them myself and got 10 baby size portions. I don't see why more people aren't making their own baby food!