No real reason for post, just wanted to vent.
Sat in a children's ward with my 8 week old after she spiked a temp of 39.1.
She had been sleepy all day, a few odd coloured nappies, but I didn't think much of it. Just on a whim while I was getting her ready for bed I took her temp; 38.2. waited 15 mins, took it again 38.4.
111 we're useless, they called me back on my phone when we had asked to be called on my partners, so we missed the call. Waited another 50 mins for them to call us back, and when they didn't I made the call to just make our way to a&e.
So deeply glad we did as they still haven't called us back!
Arrived at a&e and seen immediately, babies temp was 39.1. Very swiftly surrounded by drs. Baby was breathing oddly and had a HR of 200. Very traumatic watching them trying to get a cannula in. Admitted overnight for antibiotics, observations and running blood cultures.
I've not slept a wink. They wouldn't let my partner stay and he's not insured to drive the car we borrowed from a neighbour to get here (our car is in the garage 🙃) so he's sleeping in the carpark.
Feeling greatful for my intuition, guilty for not trusting it sooner, and tireder than I thought possible!