Well, it's now the day after Christmas. Christmas itself was a rather low-key event, though we had a good time.
CHKD provided a bunch of toys for us to put out for Cole, and we brought a few of the more transportable ones from home (his new train table turned out to be too big to bring in the room, go figure!). Consequently, when Cole woke up we had a bunch of toys piled on the end of his bed. Cole was quite impressed and took to opening his presents straight away. He was quite enamored of Hungry, Hungry Hippos and a firetruck and airplane that you can take apart with a screwdriver.
Late in the afternoon, my mom brought Christmas dinner (once again all the food was provided by our neighbors, bless them all) and we pigged out while singing carols to Cole. Cole, in turn, sang us the theme song from Little Einsteins.
Cole continues to run periodic fevers, especially at night, but thus far the doctors don't seem very concerned about that. He's still receiving 2 antibiotics by IV, though they may discontinue the Vancomycin tomorrow.
There's no definite end to our hospitalization, unfortunately. Cole has to be fever free for at least 24 hours, and we may opt for 48 hours just to be safe. We definitely don't want to bounce back in here again once we do go home.
In the back of my mind is lurking the fear that there is something else that didn't get cultured and that is only being partially treated, though I can't imagine what it might be. Hopefully, this is just the baseless fear of a father for his child.
Pray that Cole's fevers stop and that his infection is treated fully. Also pray for strength in this continued hospitalization, as we've now been in the hospital for almost 2 weeks. We're all holding up relatively well, all considered, but it never hurts to pray for what you know you'll eventually need.
Merry day after Christmas to you all, and a happy New Year!
