Bouncing off Gany's post 3 days ago. Last year in October my sister gave birth to my niece 3 months early and weighing only 1 lb 1 oz - the edge of viability. She had two older kids, who I cared for after school and into the evening so that she could be at the hospital with Zoe. Zoe stayed in the NICU for 8 months, well past Easter, and needless to say through Christmas. We all spent Christmas day in the NICU waiting room, taking turns going bedside (only two are allowed at a time). She was still in the isolette, then.
Since she left the NICU, she's been great. Preemies that early and that small are supposed to struggle their first year. "She'll go back in," my sister was told. But she hasn't. She's thrived. Our only struggle with her has been to convince her that food is not the enemy, that eating is good and something she should try.
Most people right now know about NICU babies and infant health issues from Jimmy Fallon, I get that. So, if you saw his recent monologue with his son, you know he talked a lot about this virus called RSV, that looks like a cold, but can kill babies this delicate.
Because of this virus, my niece doesn't go outside, or in public, or to daycare. When people come in, they wash hands with special soap. If you're sick at all, you wear a mask.
Right now, she doesn't have in-home nursing, so we're taking turns helping care for her. I was there this weekend. On Saturday, as I kept trying to coax sweet potato and turkey mush down her throat, she kept coughing and seemed extra whiny. I told my sister. By Sunday, she had a full-fledged cold, it seemed. She was stuffy and miserable. We didn't even try solids with her and just stuck to the feeding tube. Last night, she developed a fever of 101.
It's probably a cold. It's probably nothing. But this could be very serious, too, and we could end up back in the ER or even at the hospital. I'm sitting here all nervous and worried. Can't imagine my sister is getting much done at work today.