Me and AJ waiting for the X-ray, I know I look great especially in my X-ray Apron.
AJ and the nebulizer are NOT friends
At the ER Anderson found a deck of cards and brought it to his room. He had fun taking one card at a time and throwing it into this basket. He did this with about 20 cards.
This morning started out kind of boring. Anderson woke up at about 8am. He had a banana and a cup of milk and went back to bed, nothing out of the usual for him. At 11am he woke up again and was kind of wheezing. I thought it was weird but decided he was probably getting a cold. We ate lunch and he went back to bed, I actually thought maybe I should call the doctor cause it was kind of bothering me that he went from fine to wheezing so quickly and that he was VERY cranky, but decided to just see what happens. At 4pm he woke up again and this time he was having a super hard time breathing. I called his doctor's office right away and they had us come in immediately. They gave him two treatments with the nebulizer right away. This is a horrible thing to watch. He screamed the whole time and fought as hard as he could to get away from it (pulling the tubing out with his toes, grabbing and kicking the nurses, at one point he pulled the tubing so hard the whole nebulizer crashed to the floor.) AJ, Me, and the 2 nurses that were holding him down were exhausted and sweaty by the time we were done. It didn't seem to help him as much as they would like, so we went to get an X-ray. Afterwards, we had one more treatment but the Doctor didn't feel comfortable sending me home so she sent us over to Mary Bridge Children's Hospital. They took good care of him and gave him some medication and a machine to take home if we need it. Unfortunately, they don't know for sure what is from but they believe he just has some sort of bronchial infection. I am thankful for the doctors and nurses at Mary Bridge, they seem to love the kids they take care of. It was nice that they were willing to entertain and make AJ happy during an unhappy time for him. I am also thankful that Wes and Kristin could pickup Mom and Dad at the airport while this was happening and that Valerie was able to come get my big boys from the Doctors. I don't know what we would do without family and friends who are willing to help us out, especially at times like this.
AJ and the nebulizer are NOT friends
At the ER Anderson found a deck of cards and brought it to his room. He had fun taking one card at a time and throwing it into this basket. He did this with about 20 cards.
This morning started out kind of boring. Anderson woke up at about 8am. He had a banana and a cup of milk and went back to bed, nothing out of the usual for him. At 11am he woke up again and was kind of wheezing. I thought it was weird but decided he was probably getting a cold. We ate lunch and he went back to bed, I actually thought maybe I should call the doctor cause it was kind of bothering me that he went from fine to wheezing so quickly and that he was VERY cranky, but decided to just see what happens. At 4pm he woke up again and this time he was having a super hard time breathing. I called his doctor's office right away and they had us come in immediately. They gave him two treatments with the nebulizer right away. This is a horrible thing to watch. He screamed the whole time and fought as hard as he could to get away from it (pulling the tubing out with his toes, grabbing and kicking the nurses, at one point he pulled the tubing so hard the whole nebulizer crashed to the floor.) AJ, Me, and the 2 nurses that were holding him down were exhausted and sweaty by the time we were done. It didn't seem to help him as much as they would like, so we went to get an X-ray. Afterwards, we had one more treatment but the Doctor didn't feel comfortable sending me home so she sent us over to Mary Bridge Children's Hospital. They took good care of him and gave him some medication and a machine to take home if we need it. Unfortunately, they don't know for sure what is from but they believe he just has some sort of bronchial infection. I am thankful for the doctors and nurses at Mary Bridge, they seem to love the kids they take care of. It was nice that they were willing to entertain and make AJ happy during an unhappy time for him. I am also thankful that Wes and Kristin could pickup Mom and Dad at the airport while this was happening and that Valerie was able to come get my big boys from the Doctors. I don't know what we would do without family and friends who are willing to help us out, especially at times like this.
Last night, we sent the kids to bed around 7pm because no one had had a nap and everyone was cranky. At 8pm Ashten came out of the room crying that Ayden was being mean or torturing him I'm sure, so I told him to go get his blankies and lay on my bed which is where he naps anyway. So he went and was quiet right away which is normal. Just after 9pm Armand and I went in and were getting our jammies on forgetting that Ashten was there we were turning on lights and being loud til we saw him then we were laying on the bed looking at how cute he is haha, I was thinking it was weird that he didn't wake up because the other day I came in (he had never waken from his nap so he was still on the bed) and he woke right up and asked me what I was doing. So anyways, then I went to the bathroom and saw a random pill on the floor...then the completely empty foil (Dulcolax). So, I tried to wake him up and saw 4 benadryl empty foils on the floor (luckily there were 3 pills (chewed on and leaking but at least they were there.) We had a really hard time waking him up, so I called Poison Control and told me to look in the bathroom for anything else he had possibly taken. When I looked more I found that he had gotten into Armand's travel bag (later he said he was looking for a Band-Aid) there was a bottle of Tylenol half opened:( So we were told to go to the hospital ASAP. I took Ashten to St Francis and they got him right in. We sat there waiting for the blood draw that was supposed to happen at 12:45am...Ashten was bouncing off the walls by this time! He was SO excited to get a shot<---seriously, I'm not joking that's all he talked about as soon as we walked into the hospital. When the nurses (one to take the blood and one to restrain him) came in to take his blood they swaddled him like a baby with one arm out, thinking he would freak out. I told them he was ready and excited but they looked at me like I was crazy. <-- I would too. He laid there so calm and didn't even flinch when they stuck that needle in his arm. The "restraining" nurse said: "I guess you don't need me afterall." HAHA After that Ashten had some juice and graham crackers and we cuddled up on his 1/2 twin size bed (it was TINY) and slept til just after 2am this morning, when they said he could go home. We are so blessed that he is healthy and well. I hope that someone will read this and think about where they might have medications that aren't in a good place right now (diaper bag, purse, anywhere reachable to little ones) and MOVE THEM.
