We got a little worried last night at around 10:30 pm. Hannah’s breathing was very labored, she couldn’t sleep or eat because she couldn’t breathe, and her last three diapers had been dry. We decided I would take her to the emergency room and Derek would stay home with the other two children who were already in bed. Poor baby, she was wheezing and her little tummy was heaving! Thankfully, she was able to sleep in the car. I was praying the whole way up that God would help her to breathe and for no serious illness.
We were put in a room right away and a male nurse took all her stats. Her oxygen levels were good. He thought her lungs sounded clear, but very tight. Another female nurse came in multiple times to suck her nose. She couldn’t believe how much yuck she was getting out of such a tiny baby! Hannah had just turned 4 months old that very day!
The doctor came in and she was all smiles – a good sign. That is, until he used the tongue depressor on her, then she was angry. He also thought her lungs sounded clear, but ordered an x-ray of her chest just to be sure she didn’t have pneumonia.
That was the saddest thing I’ve seen! She had to sit straight up on a little tiny bicycle seat looking thing with her legs dangling and her arms straight up in the air while this plastic tube closed around her to hold her in position. They let me hold her hand. It was such a pathetic sight! She was so sick that she couldn’t even cry like a normal baby, she just moaned and coughed. It didn’t take very long, thankfully, and she was fine as soon as I was holding her again.
We had to wait a long time to see the doctor again for the results. Meanwhile, Hannah was lulled to sleep by some poor man in the next room coughing up his lungs. I was nearly falling asleep in the chair.
The doc came in and said he didn’t see any signs of pneumonia, but that she does have a viral infection in her chest. He said she could be admitted to the hospital, but he didn’t really want to do that with her being so young, and it being the middle of flu season. He asked how I thought she looked. I said, “She’s obviously in pain from the fever and congestion. She’s paler than normal, and she’s exhausted.” He agreed. He was going to email our children’s regular doctor and I was supposed to call him the next day.
We got home after 2 am, both exhausted. Hannah only awoke once during the night! This morning everyone was wide awake and ready to play at 8 am!!! Mommie wasn’t! But I was thankful that everyone is starting to recover. No more wheezing for Hannah, and she’s been drinking her bottles like normal. I’m even starting to feel a little better, too! Praise God!
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