2nd Hospital Visit

Last night I took Ari to the ER with croup again. It's the 3rd time she has it in 2 1/2 months. She was given steroids and a treatment. But this time her breathing still sounds bad so I was concerned. They asked me if I wanted to keep at the hospital but that would only expose her to more. So I decided to bring her home, we still have her oxygen/heart rate monitor and oxygen that we can use; so hopefully the steroids will bring the swelling in her throat down and we wont need to do anything else.

At the ER she gave a me a huge scare. They were holding off on giving her a treatment which would reduce the swelling in her throat because the doctor originally did not think she had croup (mother's usually know best). I kept asking for it and he would kinda brush it off and say it doesn't sound like croup. Within minutes her oxygen levels started dropping and she appeared to be gasping for air. She was trying to cry but couldn't get enough air to do so. I called the doctor in and he immediately handed me the oxygen mask and called for the treatment "stat" and other doctors. They started listening to her chest for air moving and I had to hold her down and hold the mask on her face while they checked her and waited for the treatment to kick in. And it did kick in quickly, even though it seemed like forever. She calmed down and just looked in my eyes with a scared look, the way she'd look at me when she was in the hospital. She was sleeping within minutes after that. I was shaking, I hadn't realizing how much it scared me. I realized the doctor also got a scare, as he told Ari, "Don't ever scare me like that again."

I slept with her all night. Her breathing still sounds bad and last time she didn't sound so bad after leaving the hospital. So I just need to ask God for discernment and trust Him in this.

Bath Time, Then and Now!

She's in the same bath tub.

1st ER Visit...All Better Now

I had to take Ari to the ER on Monday. Overnight she started having trouble breathing and it sounded like croup again. This time it just developed over a few hours and I was concerned about waiting a few more hours for the doctors' office to open...it was 430am. I called the doctor and they told me to take her right in. She was given steroids and an epi treatment (sort of like an asthma treatment - however it treats inflammation in the upper airway and up to the throat area). They monitored her until 1pm and sent us home. Thank God we didn't have to stay.

Aside from a stuffy nose, she has been fine. I wondered what God was trying to show me this weekend. I was in the ER with Mikayla on Saturday. DJ wanted to play fight and was hitting her, while she tried to get away, she slipped and fell. She bled - a lot! She got 4 stitches under her eye...she slept as they stitched her up. She did great and after she said, "Mommy, I don't want DJ to get punished, I forgive him." It was great to see her heart for DJ. Afterwards, she picked out a toy for her and one for DJ. She taught me a great lesson that night.