What a Week!!!!!

So, this week was going to be so productive and yet not too busy, but I should know better than to make those kind of plans!  E was sick on Saturday last week, so we went to see the doctor to rule out strep, lucky us it was a virus, but she continued to improve after that. Sunday was uneventful as far as sickness go, all the family seemed to be on the mend from various ailments. All we had to do was wait until Monday . . .

T woke up Monday morning with a cough, nothing serious, but enough I could tell he didn't feel well. He continued to get worse through the day, but wasn't having any trouble breathing or eating, so I just chalked it up to a cold. After dinner, and before bedtime stories, though, things started moving fast. We all read books in the bathroom with the shower going and the door closed to try and help him through a coughing fit, and he seemed to be good to go. He went to bed at about 7:30pm, with the humidifier in the room and fell asleep in record time. Whew, a good night's rest is just what he needed!


Then, at about 9:25pm, he was awake, crying, and struggling, really struggling, to breathe. I called the doctor and drove to Orem to get T checked (thank goodness they are open  until 10pm!). When we arrived, T was in trouble, he couldn't get enough air and was grasping at his throat trying to say, "Mommy, mommy." The doctor called the ambulance and we started the breathing treatments and gave T a steroid shot while we waited. He was no better after the first treatment, and was still struggling, so he got another one. Just as that finished the ambulance arrived and T started to improve, but he wasn't well enough to go home . . .

Here he is, on the stretcher, waiting to go to the ambulance. T was not excited about this, other than the fact he might get to hear the sirens. He was asking, "Where's my ambulance mom?" The two paramedics who were there for him were just wonderful, thank you Brian and Jeff!

Did you know that you can strap a car seat to the stretcher in the ambulance? I didn't, and T chose to use J's car seat (it is a lot nicer than his, I have to admit), so we strapped him into the car seat that was strapped on to the stretcher. Amazing!

And we finally get to go home Tuesday morning just before lunch. T was an angel. The nurses couldn't believe that he wasn't screaming when they came to check his vitals and that he could be trusted to sit in his bed with the sides not all the way up. He was such a brave little man, and so excited to get the Woody doll from the nurse. He watched Toy Story 1 and 2 in the hospital, then went home and Daddy had rented Toy Story 3 for him to watch, so the complete trilogy in one day! Lucky boy. He is doing well now, still improving, still exhausted, but he can breathe, which is huge! Now if only I could catch up on the sleep I lost that night . . .