Friday, January 8, 2010
Today someone told me to take Hannah to the Doctor.
Hannah woke up on Tuesday with a bad cold. She had a low grade fever Tuesday night which was taken care of with some children's Tylenol.
I don't want to be one of those mommy's that jump at every little cough or sneeze so I took care of her as best as I could--making sure she got extra sleep and fluids and snuggling in bed with her as much as I could ;)
I didn't want to call the Dr. for a cold.
Thursday she started getting a little raspy when she would breath. I figured it was normal, that I would just watch her and wondered if there was anything the Dr. could do for a cold. I decided she was fine because she's been her happy self and we've had no more fevers or problems.
Friday came and the rasping turned into more of a wheezing and I got really concerned but I told Adam we'd be fine and he could take our car. I'd just keep her home and if she started to be fussy or got a fever then I'd call the Dr.
I was in the shower and something told me that I needed to take her to the Doctor so as soon as I got out I made an apt. and called a friend to take us to the pediatrician.
As soon as Dr. Dani saw Hannah he got concerned and told the nurse to check her immediately for RSV and to check her Oxygen flow.
Her oxygen was at 96% (he was absolutely shocked it was so high by the sound of her chest and back) and she came back positive for RSV. I was so sad and I probably would have cried for her if my friend hadn't been there. I felt like I needed to keep it together for her.
The sad part was when they came out with the breathing machine. We were sent home with one and instructions to give her two different medicines (one 2 times daily, the other every four hours) inside the machine. She hated it and it was hard to restrain her and keep the mask on her face (that is when I almost broke down) but she was breathing much better after that.
We have another apt. tomorrow to determine if she needs to go to the hospital and if not we have a check up on Monday. Please send prayers our way :(
I am grateful for insurance, for a great pediatrician that I trust, for a fat baby whose size makes sickness a lot safer :) and most importantly for the whispering of the Holy Ghost to guide and direct a new inexperienced mommy to take care of her sweet baby.
Posted by Melissa at 2:47 PM