I woke up this morning to a sore, swollen hand. After getting poked three times in the hand and once in the elbow, I expected to be a little sore. As the day went on, my hand got more swollen. Then I noticed my arm swelling. After awhile, my hand started to get red. Then the read started to streak down towards my elbow. Uh-oh.
So, as soon as Adam got home, I showered and we headed to urgent care. (Did I mention how much I love that our insurance charges a normal copay for urgent care? Love it.) The doctor took a look at it, and said that it looked like either a chemical reaction from a little bit of infiltration, or the beginnings of an infection. He gave me a brace and a prescription for strong antibiotics.
When we got home, I noticed that the redness had gotten worse. Adam called urgent care back to check on it. The nurse heard the chicks in the background, and asked if I had handled any of the chicks since the IV. I had, and apparently that upped my risk of infection. Since then, the redness has gone down though. I have switched the brace for more comfortable coban, and hopefully the swelling will be down in the morning. I think we dodged a serious bullet on this one.
By the way, our chickadees have names now. They are in no particular order: Bennie (Short for Eggs Benedict), Minnie, Jelly Roll, Millie, Nugget, Light Bulb, Snowflake, and Sprinkles. They are getting HUGE! In a couple weeks, they'll be outside enjoying the grass and spring weather.