Hospital

Our weekend was..eventful, to say the least. Malachi, Eli and Josh have had NASTY colds. Didn't think to much of it. I know what to look for and things to be worried about, I didn't see any of it. Well...little did I know something was brewing.

Sunday I woke up and Malachi was still coughing and it had gotten a little worse. I decided to take him to Prompt care. We were told that he was having some asthma type symptoms and to give him breathing treatments. We came home and went about our day. We invited some friends over and had just started making dinner when I decided to take Malachi to the ER. He was sounding worse and I thought he had bronchitis or laryngitis. We got to the ER and were told he has croup. They gave him humid oxygen to see it that would help, it didnt. Then they gave him a steroid and an breathing treatment. Neither worked. My friend (she came with me)  suddenly said, it's at 62. I said what is at 62? And she replied "his oxygen saturation." I told her to find the nurse call button. And after 3 or 4 mins no one was in, so I turned on the oxygen and started it myself. UGH. Where the heck was our nurse? Why was no one watching his monitor? Why didn't the alarm go off? I have no answers. A nurse walked by our room and I informed her what had happened. She said "oh".

I LOST it. We had been the 4 hours, had no answers and they were moving like snails. The doctor finally came in and said we were staying the night. Fine with me, I wanted out of their. So we got to our room, talked to the doc. and got settled for the night. Malachi was on blow by humidifyed oxygen over night with breathing treatments every 4 hours. This morning he was doing much better so we got to come home.

Life with a medically frail child the fun never ends!