A rough couple of days

Friends continued to stop in to see Hana and wish us well.
Noelle came by and Jenny and Nadia dropped off some Zachary's pizza on their way to a Survivor finale party.
Things seemed to be going well, although being on Hana's feeding schedule meant not knowing whether it was day or night and getting sleep in 45 minute to 2 hour increments. As far as feeding went, she seemed to have "a good latch," as the lactation consultant said. But we found that she was feeding almost constantly and always seemed to be hungry!
I had developed a headache, probably from fatigue and lack of sleep (even when Hana was sleeping, it was hard to go to sleep myself because I just wanted to hold her and stare at her little face).
At one point, Hana got a bit of a fever, which may have been because the room was simply too warm, but I meanwhile was having a hard time staying warm. Around 11:00 PM, on Sunday, I suddenly became naseous and developed diarrhea. I wasn't sure what was wrong with me, I thought maybe it was the flu, but I figured I shouldn't be around the baby if I was sick, so I called Brittany's mom and she came and brought me home. Then she went back to the hospital to be with Brittany that night.
Once I got home, my symptoms got even worse, I couldn't keep anything down. I tried calling the on-call doc at my doctor's practice, but they were tied-up with some emergency. Worried that I was becoming seriously dehydrated, I drove myself to the emergency room around 2:00 AM. I spent several hours Monday morning in the emergency room, with IV liquids being pumped into me. The ER doc diagnosed me with gastroenteritis, wrote prescriptions for Ciprofoaxin and Famotidine and gave instructions to be on a liquid diet for a few days, slowly building up to solid food, and to follow-up with my regular physician in the morning.
Meanwhile, Brittany was having a rough go at it with Hana while I was gone. It ended up that she didn't bring Hana home from the Hospital until late afternoon on Monday because she was meeting with a second lactation consultant and trying to figure out what was going on with our little girl. Turns out that although Hana was latching on well during breast feeding, she didn't have a strong suck, so although suckling soothed her, she wasn't getting enough to eat.
I couldn't get an appointment with my doctor until the afternoon, so I spent the day getting my prescriptions filled and shopping for a couple things we needed. I felt terrible and was still in a haze, not having gotten more than 3 hours of sleep the night before. Plus, the whole prospect of being sick and not being able to hold my baby had me seriously tripped out!
Eventually, I got to the doctor and he confirmed that I had food poisoning. The medication would help and I should be better in a few days, in the meantime, it would probably be best that I didn't touch the baby for a couple days. I tried to adhere to that for the remainder of that day, but half way through today, I abandoned that plan when, with Brittany in the shower and Jayne on the way to SFO to pick up Fred, Hana started crying. My doctor said that since newborns' immune systems haven't totally kicked in yet, even if she were to get the bacteria in her system, it likely wouldn't have much impact as the symptoms are all the immune system's attempts to get rid of the intruding bacteria. A newborn's system isn't likely to even respond. Anyway, we are all washing our hands thoroughly before handling her (the skin on my hands is raw as a result).
Hana had a visit to the pediatrician's office today for her routine check. She's gaining weight again, so that is very encouraging. She'll go back for a two-week check to track her progress. We had to undress her to weigh her and just as I was putting her diaper back on, she peed. Not just a little, either. This was a real gusher! Totally soaked the diaper!
Now that Hana is gaining weight and I'm starting to feel better (I moved up to Jello today), we are all feeling a lot more at ease, if still quite tired.