I guess it wasn't the worst day

This post is mostly for me. I want to remember what happened, but then again I want to forget about it too. It was a really emotionally draining day. The day started out fairly normal. About 9:30 a.m. Kyler started being REALLY fussy. He's not a fussy baby by nature, he's so happy & content to hang out. I figured he had a stomach ache, because of something I ate; that happens all too often. I held & cuddled him ALL DAY LONG! Emotionally draining! He would fuss through feedings, but was still eating; I wasn't too worried. As the day wore on there were no smiles, he slept or cried. I could tell he was in pain & felt bad about the pepperoni I had eaten. About 6 o'clock as I was feeding him I noticed that he felt warmer than usual. I took his temperature... 101. Here we go again. I had just taken Makelle into the doctor last Friday for her temperature of 103 (they think she has a sinus infection). I called the doctor & they asked me to bring him in. The doctor took a LONG look at him. No ear infection. No evidence that it was viral. No evidence that it was bacterial. The doctor proceeded to tell me that 97% of the time it is viral, but there was a 2% chance it was bacterial. There was no way to find out unless they did blood tests, urine samples, maybe even a spinal tap. The thought of nurses & doctors poking & prodding my son had me in tears. HE'S ONLY 7 WEEKS! The doctor felt it best to send us to Primary Children's Hospital downtown... the one in Riverton doesn't admit infants overnight; so he thought it best to start downtown in case he needed to be monitored overnight. I went & picked up Jeff & my mother-in-law took the older kids to sleep over at her house. It was nice to know they were well taken care of, one less or more like 3 less things I didn't have to worry about. We got to the hopsital about 9 o'clock p.m. The waiting was probably the worst part. I just wanted to know my son was going to be ok. As we waited in the waiting room a couple of patients waiting their turn started talking to me & were genuinely concerned for Kyler. I in turn was asking about their situations & feel so blessed that this was only our first (& hopefully last) trip to Primary's. We finally were able to be seen. They poked & prodded, he cried & fussed. We would get him settled down & they would poke & prod some more. I did leave the room for part of it... I'm not a fan of needles & I hated to see him in so much pain. Jeff stayed with him & was my rock the entire time we were there. He was so calm & knew everything was going to be fine. I think I cried for 9 hours straight. About 1 a.m. my dad & Jeff gave him a blessing. That was the first time I felt comfort... the Spirit was so strong in that tiny room. I'm so grateful for the priesthood! And finally at about 2:00 a.m. the doctor came in & told us the blood tests came back normal. We are still waiting on the spinal tap test. We get the results tomorrow & pray that it is normal. As they were discharging us they took his temperature one more time, it had started to go down. I was hopeful once again that he would be fine. Today he is giving me smiles & acting more like himself. He is still one sleepy baby.. all that prodding all night long sure took a toll on him. We love Kyler & are thankful to our Heavenly Father for blessing us with this sweet spirit!