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| This picture is actually on the downside of the outbreak when they were healing. I had three different coldsores - two under my lip and one on top. |
I have never in my life have cold sores - until the day I came home from the hospital. I had no idea what they were. Andrew said cold sores (which I promptly ignored because I don't get cold sores), Mom said a rash of some sort, and Peggy (long-distance) guessed allergic reaction to something. My neighbor said herpes - and that freaked me out. Isn't that an STD? Then she explained that oral herpes is the medical name for cold sores. I spent a little time with google and I had to agree with her diagnosis. It was obnoxious.
Then I went to my doctor appointment and when I mentioned the cold sores to my doctor she FREAKED out. She told me that the herpes virus is EXTREMELY dangerous to infants and that if Laurie caught it from me it could be "really really serious". So I went home and googled that. Turned out that by "really, really serious" she meant DEADLY.
Needless to say, things got tense after that. I mean - I still don't know how I got them. And now I have this extremely contagious virus that I can spread to my infant daughter by kissing her (which I had already done a lot of) and if she gets it, she can die.
The doctor had wanted us to go straight from my appointment with her, over to the pediatrician. It was late enough in the evening, though, that the pediatricians office was closed and it would have been an ER visit. The on-call pediatrician and my doctor conferred and said that they both felt like I could wait until the morning for a regular office visit, if that was my preference. It was.
But then I couldn't get Laurie to wake up to eat and I was nearly in tears and ready to head to the ER when Andrew got home from work. But he is magic with her and was able to wake her up. Then she stayed awake for SIX hours! I felt like she was so tired but couldn't fall back asleep without me kissing her. It was the saddest thing ever to not be able to kiss her cute little face.
As it turns out, one of the reasons that the doctor was so concerned is that they actually had an infant death as a result of herpes just a few months ago. The baby was ten days old when he died. And to make it more crazy - neither of the parents had herpes.
In the mean time, I've offered lots of prayers to keep Laurie safe and have had my heart broken over and over again at the thought of losing her. So far she seems to be a healthy and thriving little girl and as much as I love her being a good, long sleeper - especially at night, I am almost more happy to have her wake up and eat.
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| Tired but happy mom with the cold sores almost gone. (But still not comfortable kissing my baby which is SOOOO sad!) |
I am almost to the point that I don't worry about being contagious anymore, but it is always possible that she caught the germ but it isn't manifesting yet, so we aren't completely past the worry phase. However, each day brings me greater confidence and relief. From what I have read online, it sounds like the first month is the most risky, so as much as I don't want to wish away a single day with her, I am looking forward to getting to that milestone.
And in the mean time, let me just say that I HATE knowing that I am carrying around a disease inside of me that can surface at any time and can easily be spread and shared. It is a gross and completely disgusting feeling. If I weren't so busy being concerned about the LIFE of my child, I would be really bitter that I somehow picked this up. UGH.


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