It was late by the time we were discharged last night (almost 9 o’clock) but we made it home. Thank the Lord!
I was ready to go nuts! You all saw my last post so I won’t repeat myself, but after that, Joshua continued to do pretty well. He had me nervous at the 3.5 hour mark because he was starting to wheeze again, just a little, and I was thinking let’s just give him the inhaler (like I would do at home) and he’ll be fine. But we waited the full 4 hours (he didn’t get any worse or I would have said something) and when the 4 hour mark came and went, I went to see the nurse. She saw me coming and said we could go ahead with his inhaler then. We did that (Joshua was none too pleased, but he gets over it quickly) and then the resident came in. I was nervous about a resident being the one to examine him here because, in my experience, they are ultra-cautious and I was afraid they wouldn’t let him go unless he sounded perfect. Thankfully, this resident was all by herself and clearly had some experience under her belt because she was super nice, very quick and confident. She said we could go (after getting the attending’s approval.) Yay!
We started packing up and Joshua eagerly put on his crocs. In the process of this, Joshua went in the bathroom and pulled the emergency help cord with an impish grin! Oops! The nurse came running, I apologized, we all laughed, and I commented that it was a good thing we were leaving because he was definitely himself again and getting into trouble!
The nurse offered to call someone to help me get out to the car, and while my hands were pretty full, I didn’t want to wait the extra 15+ minutes that would have taken so I opted to bring him down by myself. We didn’t have a lot of stuff but my laptop bag, my tote bag which was jam-packed, Joshua’s pillow pet and fleece blanket, and of course said very-wild-at-this-point-because-he-had-gone-all-day-without-a-decent-nap-and-was-up-way-past-his-bedtime two year old all added up to an armful. Joshua managed to get free of my hand and ran into the peds floor playroom on the way out (I had to drag him out screeching and he finally relented when I promised him we were going home and he could see Daddy.) Then at the elevator, I had to let go of his hand to push the elevator button. In that split second, Joshua disappeared. With my pile of stuff, I thought he was just under my other arm, but he wasn’t. I found him quickly – about 10 feet away – in a family waiting room with toys. Oh my goodness, he was fast! Luckily, we made the rest of the way out to the car more smoothly.
I was so glad to get home! Joshua was too. He went to bed and slept really well, stirring only when I had to wake up twice for his every-4-hour inhaler treatments.
Our family doctor is going to get us an at-home portable nebulizer and a prescription for oral steriods to have on hand in case Joshua has another “episode” like this. The official word on the hospital paperwork was that Joshua had “Reactive Airway Disease.” Thankfully, we’ve only had one other breathing-episode with Josh – a year ago, so hopefully this doesn’t become more often. But Joshua had a bunch of colds last winter and they never went to his lungs, so we’ll see. But now we’ll be better prepared. If we have the nebulizer and steroids, we can do pretty much everything the hospital did at home, so hopefully we can avoid future hospital stays.
I’m exhausted and trying to fight off this bug Joshua has. And Luke now too. Poor baby, thankfully he seems to just have a cold. Luke seems more like Nathan & Emily without respiratory issues.
Which reminds me, I thought I was going to lose my mind yesterday afternoon. It was the weirdest thing, but around 3 pm, I suddenly missed Luke terribly and wanted to hold him. And the thought of possibly not being able to go home that night and see my baby nearly brought me to tears. It was completely irrational (hormones probably) but it reminded me again how blessed I am to be able to stay home with my blessings and raise them myself. I went 12 hours without seeing my baby yesterday and that was more than enough for me. I was so glad to kiss and hug him last night!
So anyways, this morning, we did some light school (I was too tired to do the full load) and then I had planned to come update you all. But my internet wouldn’t work. Turned out our modem died and they had to come replace it. We just signed on for new internet service a couple weeks ago so it was really weird. But you never know with technology. Luckily, we have a good provider now and they sent a technician out very quickly and he replaced it about an hour ago. So we’re back up and running!
And now here’s a few pictures from yesterday. They’re not the best quality – I didn’t want to use the flash all over and annoy people.
In the ER – tired and not feeling well:
Here, the meds had kicked in a little and Joshua started feeling better. He sat up and wanted to drink some water and watch Elmo more closely. He kept sipping the water and then patting the tray and saying “Here” because he wanted me to put it back.
Doing much better, after another round of breathing treatments and enjoying some food and playing with a dinosaur from the playroom – “ROAR!”
Here is when he was so thrilled with the food tray. It was so funny:
Thank you all so much for your prayers, thoughts, and comments. It meant so much to me knowing that we weren’t alone and that so many people all over were thinking of us and lifting us up in prayer. I know it helped. It was a long day yesterday, but God was so good and I am so thankful my little boy is doing better.