For those who have decided to give their baby their vaccinations it can be an awful experience for mam and baby. Frankie is out of sorts after having his eleventh needle on Monday morning, his four month vaccinations. Unfortunately he has taking a little reaction and his leg has become swollen and inflamed. We spent the day yesterday topped up on calpol and I smothered him in snuggles. He is very clingy, I shower, he showers, I pee, he pees.
I drew a box around the affected area to monitor the redness and I’m constantly checking his temperature, it’s awful to see him like this, he’s such a smiley baby, it’s horrible.
We are way behind vaccination schedule, I keep cancelling the appointments, anxiety is getting the better of me, He cries, I cry. He had his first needle fourteen hours after he arrived, paediatricians were concerned and wanted to check his platelet count as mine had plummeted during my pregnancy due to a condition called thrombocytopenia. His veins were so tiny doctors struggled to retrieve any blood after several attempts. Luckily on day two they got a sample, we got the all clear and were later discharged. Then with recommendations from a doctor in Our Lady’s, we returned a few days later for a repeat and again thankfully got the result we’d hoped for. So within four days the little man had endured six needles, the poor little sod.
Reactions like this make me not want to give him his injections but we had a ‘whooping cough’ scare a few weeks back, he’s better protected from all those nasty bacterial bugs. Fingers crossed today is a better day and hopefully he’ll be back gliding through the house in his walker terrorising Kayla and Tinkerbell.