Tuesday, September 26, 2006
We've got a sick-o in the house
It's almost 3am here, and I am up, standing over Landons crib giving him medicine. I am so sad for my sweet little boy who has what Alli calls "a bug", (just recently I had to explain to her that when she has a bug it just means a "spot" in her chest not an actual creepy crawler) Anyway, I took Landon in to the doctors Sunday afternoon after three days of a yucky cough because his chest was really tight and I could hear wheezing all up in there. So the poor thing had a pulseox under 90, (we want it to be 95-100) so they gave him his first treatment. they just let him suck on the bottle part of the neb, it seemed to clear up most of the wheezing and after two scripts and a shot of antibots we were on our way home. But Monday afternoon, he seemed to be worse, I wasn't able to keep him occupied long enough to take a 15 minute treatment, so I took him in again, this time Ken showed up from work to sit up there with me, his PO was in the lower 90s but not quite good enough, so they wanted us to give him another treatment while we were there. This time though, they wanted him to wear the mask and they wanted us to hold him down. Oh, this was hard for me, Ken on the other hand was very calm, good thing opposites attract. I was mad of course (at the time) for them making us hold him down, as he tried to scream with all that was in him, (he doen't have much of a cry with the sore throat and all). After the treatment it went right up to 99 quick and I was happy that I was able to hold Landon and comfort him now. He fell right asleep.
My hope would be that this episode was just brought on by the bronchitis and nothing more. Although if he does end up with asthma like Alli, we know how to handle it and theres nothing cuter than a Christmas card picture of the whole family wearing dinosaur masks, huh?