A Hard Days Night

Little Noah's blood transfusion did not go so well.
He had some sort of reaction to the blood and it caused him to swell like a balloon and turn as red as a tomato. The Benedryl they gave him isn't working as well as I would hope either. My poor little man. He is so uncomfortable and grouchy. I'm here at the hospital right now holding him and he's doing ok for the moment but I have to leave to put Lilly to bed and I just know he's going to have a hard time tonight.
To make it even harder to leave, tonight his nurse is Ben. Last time he had Ben, I was told: 'I have other sick patients so I will try to check on him as much as I can but to be honest it won't be much.' So I'm sure you can imagine how well that sat with me. At least that was when Shane was here and he spent most of the night with him.
I sure hope this doesn't prevent them from making a good decision on treating the possible rejection. I just feel so bad for Noah. Almost 2 months old and he's never been healthy. If he could even feel good for one day!! Poor little thing... I just love him to pieces.