McComb Family

We had a 3-day weekend this weekend for Lincoln's birthday, and I was planning on getting lots done! Friday started off well enough. I got this brilliant idea to host a T.G.I.F. at my house for everyone who works at my school. It sounded like a great idea, but it ended up being a little stressful. We were cleaning all week when we'd get home from school, trying to get things ready. By the time Friday came, I realized I just needed to let it go, and whatever happened happened. It turned out great, lots of people showed up, and we had a very nice time.


Then came Friday night/Saturday morning. Adam had come home from school with a raspy voice, but that didn't stop him from running around and having a good ol' time Friday night. About 4:00 a.m. though he woke up and was really struggling to breathe. Then because he couldn't breathe, he started to panic a little bit, which then made it even more difficult to breathe. I got him calmed down and he fell back asleep, but then I laid there wondering what to do. I finally decided he was doing okay and to just let him sleep (at least that way one of us would get some sleep!!).


When he got up that morning I called the advice nurse, and they wanted to see him at 11:30. Well, before we made it that long, he started having trouble again. It sounded like he was breathing through a straw, and he just threw himself on the floor crying and gasping. Bret was on the phone with the advice nurse trying to get something sooner, and I almost had him hang up and dial 911. It was that scary!!



Once again I got him calmed down and off we headed for the ER. They got him in right away and when the doctor saw him, he told all the nurses that "this kid takes priority over everyone else". Yikes -- really made me realize how serious he was. Here he is receiving one of the five breathing treatments he had to have.


He was not a happy camper! After the treatments he did fine for a while but then started getting raspy again. The ER doctor wanted a pediatrician to see him, so they asked one to come down and evaluate him. He decided that they wanted to continue to monitor him since his breathing wasn't completely better, so they ended up admitting him into the hospital. He thought it was pretty cool to get pushed through all the halls of the hospital in a bed. Here his is getting set up in his room with monitors and all the other goodies.

He had a good time checking out all the buttons of his bed. He could adjust the feet, head, lights, TV......everything right from his bed!! We had gotten to the ER at 10:30 and by the time he was all settled into his room upstairs it was 8:00. Needless to say, we were starving!!! The nurse was able to find us two extra trays so we could have dinner. So here we are at a table for two!!
He was too busy watching TV to be bothered to look at me! : ) You can tell he was feeling much better!!! He thought it was pretty cool to have the room to himself, all the buttons to push, nurses to wait on him, but by the next morning he was ready to go home (me too!!!). They discharged him shortly before lunch and we were out of there! Too much excitement for me! I came home, peeled the contacts out of my eyes, and tried to catch up on some rest. I thought we had avoided croup this year and he had finally outgrown it, but no such luck! Maybe next year!!! And now it's back to work tomorrow and nothing has gotten done!

Posted in: on Monday, February 09, 2009 at at 1:02 PM