I pulled up into a spot at the hospital and quickly got out.
Bailey clung onto me as I wrapped her in her blanket. I grabbed
the diaper bag before I quickly made my way to the hospital
doors. Mom was standing by the entrance still in her work scrubs.
She put her hand on my back as we made our way to the Pediatric
Emergency room. I saw the nurses look over at us as we walked
into the silent room. Bailey started to cry making her pacifier
fall out of her mouth and onto the floor. "Dr. Smith my daughter
and granddaughter are here." The Man looked up from where he was
sitting looking at something. He smiled at us.
"Well I have heard a lot about you Ryan." He smiled standing up
and walking over to us. "Let me get you two into room 3 over
there." He said looking at Bailey started to scream making me try
to calm her down. I press my lips to her head as she clutched
onto me again. I gently rocked her as I walked over to the 3rd
room. I sat down on the bed taking out my cell phone. I dialed
Kelsey quickly and held it to my ear.
Me* Hey Kelsey.
Kels* Hey Ryan, what's up?
Me* Well I'm kind of in the emergency room.
Kels* What? Why?
Me* Bailey is sick and she was throwing up everything.
Kels* So you took her to the E.R.
Me* Well than we took her temperature so my mom said we should
Kels* What was it?
Me* Well it was 103.8°F about 20 minutes ago. I don't know if it
Kels* Wow that's high for Bailey.
Me* I know I'm scared. I want Tanner here so bad.
I felt Bailey's head roll sideways into the crook of my neck as
she suckled on her pacifier.
Kels* I know but he is doing his job. I'm sure he will be there
right when he gets home.
Me* I know.
Kels* Hold on Rodger just walked in.
"Rodger come here." I heard her say taking her mouth away for the
phone. I heard them talking as nurses rushed around outside. Mom
was talking to Dr. Smith about something as I laid down so Bailey
was on my chest comfortably.
Dr. Fisher* How high is her fever?
Me* About 103.8 20 minutes ago. I'm not sure if it got higher or
went any lower.
Dr. Fisher* And she is vomiting?
Me* Yes, so much I didn't even know there was that much to vomit.
Doc, I feel like something is really wrong with my baby and I
can't do anything about it.
Dr. Fisher* I understand Sweetheart. How is the doctor at the
Me* I think its Dr. Smith because that's how my mom was talking
and still is talking to.
Dr. Fisher* Okay, I will be there in about 10 minutes. Don't do
anything too big till I get there. You got that.
Me* Yes. Thank you Dr. Fisher.
Dr. Fisher* What did I tell you to call me?
Me* Sorry 'Rodger'.
Dr. Fisher* Oh I am going to beat you when I get there. I should
be there in about 10 minutes so be careful.
Me* Sure thing.
I hung up the phone and took a deep breath. Mom walked into the
room with Dr. Smith behind her as Bailey started to fidget on my
chest. "Mom pass me that trash can?" She looked at me before
passing it to me. I gently move Bailey till I have her head in
my hand. She pulls a face as I pull her pacifier out of her
mouth. She lets out a little cry as I move her head so it's right
above the trashcan. Suddenly her body starts to shake as the
sickening color puke starts to pour out of her little body. I
looked in horror as she started to cry half way through making
her puke more. Dr. Smith moved so he was holding the trash can
looking down as she finally started to finish up. I moved her
back into my arms and gently rocked her cries away. I kissed her
head whispered it was going to be okay and Mommy's here. Mom had
left, almost sobbing from the room about 20 seconds after it
happened. I don't blame her because it was horrible to wait. She
walked back in with the bracelet for Bailey with her I.D. number
on it so we knew it was here.
"Take off her onesie because she isn't going to need it. I am
going to take her temperature so we know what's happening." I
nodded taking her out of her blanket and slipping her onesie off
her little body. I laid her gently onto the bed so Mom could put
a bracelet around her ankle. He next took my wrist and put the
same one on me.
"Just in case." I nodded gently rubbing Bailey's little tummy.
She was small, and that's what worried me the most. I didn't want
her to get sicker and sicker. Dr. Smith came in with Rodger
behind him in a pair of sweats. He came over to use and kissed my
"You okay Kid? How's the baby?" I looked down at her as she fell
back to sleep. She must be so tired. My poor Bailey, my poor
baby. I looked up at him as he looked at me, with the sorrow. "It
will be okay Kid. She is in good hands now. Right John?" He asked
looking at Dr. Smith. He nodded.
"Of course Ryan. Bailey has the entire Marine Corps Medical
System in her hands. She will have the best of the best." He
nodded walking over to her side with a bag of I.V. "Now Ryan I
need to give this to Bailey so we can get some fluids into her
since she looks every pale right now. This is something that will
keep her hydrated without having something for her to throw up
till we figure out what is wrong with her. I need you to get her
attention so I can put it in." I nodded gently stroking Bailey's
face as she woke from the rubber gloved hands touching her arm.
She started to cry as she felt the prick as the needle went into
her skin. I leaned down to kiss her head.
"It's okay baby." I whispered to her. I gave her back her
pacifier making her calm down. Dr. Smith wrapped neon green
bandage tape around her arm so it didn't move or hurt her. He
looked at me before cleaning up the wrappers.
"Let's get her up stairs to the PICU." I looked at Dr. Fisher.
"We are just taking her up to the Pediatric Intensive Care Unit.
She is too big and old for the NICU so they will bring her there.
Don't worry." A nurse brought a wheel chair for me to sit in with
Bailey as Mom grabbed my stuff. Rodger fallowed her as she
brought me to the elevator pressing for floor number 3………….