|Isaac at home, before the hospital. Lack of oxygen exhausted him.|
This time I'm going to spare you the dramatic imagery, the long words, and the sentiment. Mostly.
I'm just going to say that last Monday Isaac was in the Emergency Room for 3 1/2 hours, and then stayed over night at the hospital for observation.
I took him to the Dr. because his breathing was abnormally fast. Scary fast. He was also snotting and coughing. I was afraid, and my mother's intuition was telling me that something was very wrong. We saw the Pediatrician who started with a Albuterol breathing treatment. This brought Isaac's blood oxygen level up to 92% (it was originally at 88%, which is very low).
After that he (we) was sent to the ER for another breathing treatment, monitoring, and a chest xray. After his second breathing treatment and the ingestion of a liquid steroid, his blood O2 was back up to where it should be (100%).
He is well now. Breathing fine and playing ferociously. His angry cough and runny nose remind me of those 2 days - of our scary adventure. Thank you, God, for the hospital. Thank you for medication and monitoring systems and xrays and nurses and doctors and hospital food. Thank you for insurance and the way that you always provide. Thank you that Isaac and I went through this together. I think it made us a little closer. I feel like I can add one more thing to the list of things that only Isaac and I share.
|Home w/ his hospital teddy.|
|What's for dinner?|