I was feeling neglected....

Since HAL got home from the hospital in October, and has been doing really well, I have noticed that my comment count has gone way down. So, in keeping with my need to be popular, I have infected my kid with some mysterious illness, so as to get him back in the hospital.


Yes. I am serious.


We are at Utah Valley, but this time we're in the PICU, as opposed to the NICU. We're awaiting the respiratory therapist to come and take some mucus samples to find out what we're dealing with. However, as a devoted Blurber and Blogger, I have been taking pictures ever step of the way! I just forgot my cord to upload pictures. Hopefully we won't be here that long, because Hospitals blow, but whatever we need to do to get him all better. I'll be updating as we find things out, so you better stay up all night long to check back- as well as leaving millions of comments, because that's the reason I made my baby sick in the first place.

***Update 1:35 am***

See, I told you to stay up all night. Promised I would make it worth your while. When Hazen first got here, at around 8 pm, he was in pretty good spirits. This all changed at around 10 pm, when he was not only 2 hours past his bedtime, but held down by 3 nurses so they could do an IV in him. It was not pretty. I felt so bad just holding his screaming little head as the tears ran down his face and sweat accumulated all over his tiny body because he was crying so hard. We did sing some songs though, and I like to think that it made it just a little bit better. Nothing happened for many hours- he got some sleep, but was having a really hard time getting much at all, because his breathing was so labored. At about 12:45, the RT came in and got a biopsy of the mucus in his throat, and then suctioned him out. Hazen was absolutely distraught. Then he threw up all over everything because he was crying/coughing so bad. Poor guy. I held him and got myself covered in snot/sweat/blood/tears as the RT administered a breathing treatment. It seemed to really help this time around. I held him as he slept for about another 20 minutes until he got too sweaty, so now he seems to be sleeping soundly. Jason is on the pull-out couch sleeping as well. I'm glad my boys are getting some rest. Did I mention I'm really tired?