And we thought, "what the heck is that all about?" Did he bite himself? Did he have a bloody nose? So we put him in the shower with daddy and then he threw up blood twice in the shower. Needless to say, we were off to the emergency room rather quickly.
We got to the doctor's office (the E-room passed us on to the pediatrician) and the doctor decided that little man needed to have his blood pressure taken.
That blood pressure cuff was the cutest thing I had ever seen. It was so tiny and it wasn't even the smallest one.
Shortly after that it was off to the lab to have blood drawn. And this was the worst thing ever because we had to pin him down while the tech attempted to draw his blood. This was not the cutest thing ever.
And if that wasn't bad enough, he got really upset. It just plain sucked.
Everything got figured out after three pokes two in the right arm and one in the left. As it turns out we didn't even get the test done that required the second and third poke. So this is how we ended the day.
He is so sweet when he sleeps. Let's just hope that it was a one time freak happening. Send all your happy thoughts and prayers Sawyer's way!
