I've let this blog sit and wither away for a long while now. I've decided it's time to get back into writing again. Maybe relieve some stress. :) We just got home on Thursday from 4 days in the pediatric intermediate care unit at the Children's Hospital in Macon. My youngest was sick with RSV. I've never seen a child struggle for breath like she was. We went to the pedi on Monday morning and he sent us directly to the hospital. The hospital did what they could, including breathing treatments every hour, and she still showed no improvement. It was so scary. Nick took Zoe and went home and Abbie and I settled for a long night at the hospital. Around 6pm that night, the pedi came and looked her over and said he was sending her to the icu in Macon because her body was working so hard for breath that he was afraid she would get too tired and quit breathing.
That took my breath away. I think I went into shock, sitting there, holding my baby girl. I immediately called Nick and when I heard his voice on the other end of the line, I couldn't even speak. I burst into tears and he of course started freaking out. He called my mom and they came rushing back to the hospital. My mom was crying, my brother was crying. He thought she was going to die. Abbie was so sick.
They took her by ambulance to the pediatric intermediate unit. She looked so little on that stretcher. It made my heart hurt to look at her. I couldn't ride with her in the back of the ambulance. It was the longest ride of my life.
When we got to the hospital, they immediately hooked up up to oxygen and chest leads. She hated all those wires but didn't really fight them. I held her nonstop for most of the time. No sleep for four days. On Wednesday we were looking at at least 3 more days at the hospital. She hadn't eaten since 2pm on Monday. They had ivs hooked up but she wanted food, dang it.
Thursday, the nurse let us unhook the chest leads, oxygen thing on her foot and the blood pressure cuff. They also took the iv out because it started leaking at the site. Abbie was one happy baby. She felt so much better and was actually playing with toys. She wanted to get down and take off. The doctor came in while I was at lunch. My mom came to relieve me so I could get food as we couldn't eat in her room. My mom called me and said that they were letting her go home. The doctor said she looked so much better. It was unbelievable. I was so excited to bring my baby home. Abbie is happy and healthy now. 4 breathing treatments a day and check in with the pedi on Monday. Life is good again.