Another Doctor Visit

On Friday, October 5th, I took Hudson in to the doctor yet again. The day before Nic had noticed his soft spot was somewhat sunken in. Overnight, his urine had a bit of a smell and was slightly yellow. I know these are both signs of dehydration and since we were going away for the weekend I figured it was better to go in to the doctor and see if everything was ok. He was also not eating well: screaming again, arching his back, constantly pulling away during feedings, coughing, etc. which is why I suspected he was having the slight signs of dehydration in the first place. So far, throughout my pregnancy and motherhood, every time I have had a slight incling something is wrong, I have gone in to the doctor thinking better to be safe than sorry and I am probably just being paranoid. Actually, every time I have been hoping that I am just being overly worried, but so far every time something has actually been wrong. I was really, really hoping I would finally become one of the overly worried parents at this appointment, but no such luck. The doctor wasn't too concerned with Hudson's sunken soft spot because his urine tested clear. He was still having plenty of pee diapers so she said as long as that continues he was fine in that department. She did however witness a feeding and immediately diagnosed Hudson with reflux. She saw him go from a smiling, happy baby to a distressed, screaming baby in a matter of seconds. He did all the things he does for me at home during feedings (usually he magically acts perfect at the doctors) and she said with the choking, screaming, pulling away, arching of his back, etc. that there was no doubt in her mind that he had reflux. She also said there was no reason for him to have to suffer through and be in pain, so she prescribed him .8ml of Ranitidine every morning and night. She said it wouldn't actually make any of his symptoms go away, but it would take the burning/pain away. I left bummed that yet again my instincts were correct and my poor little guy had another problem, but I was relieved that he wasn't going to be in pain anymore. Hearing your baby screaming in pain and feeling helpless about it has got to be one of the worst feelings in the world. (On a side note he weighed 11 pounds 7 ounces so he is gaining weight well).