Just wanted to post an update about my little guy. It is so hard to talk about it, when you are right in the middle of it. So sorry, I have not told you how things have been going.
I just looked back to see where I left off, oh boy, way to long to keep you hanging.
Friday evening, the life care place called and said they would not be able to deliver the breathing machine until morning. I just about started to cry. I knew my little guy would not make it through the night. I knew we would end up in the ER. This is the last place I wanted to go on a Friday night. Of course I would do anything for my little guy, but if we don't have too.
He cried all day long. Really, I am not exaggerating, not even a little. He was miserable, and so was mom. All my daughter kept saying, who is three by the way, is poor brother. I secretly thought, poor brother, what about mom.
Enough pouting, and I was told they would deliver the machine by 7:00. I didn't really pout, I had a few stern words, and a little pleading.
The breathing treatment helped. He was still pretty miserable, at least his airway didn't sound so scary. He still cried most of the night. He seemed to be so jittery. I think all the medications, not feeling well, and not being able to rest, really got to him.
I know it got to me. Finally, I did something I really never do. I laid him down in my bed. I always fear they will not ever want to sleep in there own bed again. At this point I did not care. I really needed some sleep. Two full nights of zero sleep, was not going to be an option. It worked, he fell fast asleep, and finally I could rest.
The breathing treatments worked, little man does not like them. It is nice to have the option to help him out at home. The rest of the weekend we only needed to use the new medication they gave us, and he started to do much better.
He is not completely better yet, however, we are on the way to a full recovery. Right now, he sounds like he has a simple cold. His airway is clear, and he just has a yucky runny nose, and a cough that is not making him struggle too much.
This is the season for sickness, and I just pray that the viruses know they are not welcome in the Nut Free Living home.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
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thanks for the updates, I have been thinking and worrying about you and the little guy. I have not been in my best shape lately either, this PA thing is bugging me big time again and I know I had spent way too much time in the website we know of....
ReplyDeleteI often thought, I don't mind the physical exhaustion, as a matter of fact, I would rather be forever physically exhausted rather than to handle the mental "torture" and emotional worries. Little zach, I know will be better soon, but mom, hang in there! You got my supports and prayers.