Our little Ree had to be hospitalized last week for Bronchiolitis (an illness from a nasty virus like RSV, though Zach didn't have the RSV virus). What started out as a mild cold caught from big brother turned nasty in a matter of hours, and his wheezing and whistling took us to the pediatrician's office Tuesday afternoon. When we couldn't bring up his oxygen levels through treatments in her office, it was determined he would have to go to the hospital, and since he had to be on oxygen, we had to be transported by ambulence. Zach was in pretty bad shape through the early morning hours, fighting for each breath and struggling to get comfortable enough for some much-needed rest. But somehow he made a miraculous turn-around and improved enough that the doctors sent us home around noon the next day. I fully attribute Zach's quick recovery to the priesthood blessing he received from Grant and his grandpa Dickinson just before being whisked away in the ambulence. I'm so grateful to have immediate access to that healing power in moments of need like this!
The EMT getting Zach all hooked up in the ambulence. The two firefighters who assisted us were so wonderful and sweet with Zach. I didn't know this, and you can't necessarily tell from the picture, but when a baby rides in the ambulence, he rides in his car seat strapped to a gurney.
Z with his oxygen tube "stickers," which, I have to say, did not hold that tube on well enough! This determined babe ripped it off with ease. The oxygen tube was the most uncomfortable and frustrating part of our stay.
Sweet baby, looking and feeling so much better the next morning.
Our little miniature hospital patient behind bars. I think hospital cribs ("cages" is more like it!) are the saddest invention ever! But the little jammy bottoms they put him in were so sweet!
I finally let him out of his pen to crawl around. And when I did, he went straight to the door and banged on the glass, as if to say "get me outta here!" Because he had a serious virus, we were in confinement, which meant Zach couldn't leave, and all the doctors and nurses who came to check on him wore masks and paper coverings.
What a difference a day makes! This is Zach about 15 hours after he was admitted. A little rest, suctioning, oxygen, bottles, and a bath made such a difference!
Our sweet Ree handled his hospital stay like a champ. We love him and are so glad he's recovering!
4 comments:
Oh that smile could melt anyone's heart! He is such a sweetie. I am SO glad that it was only a one night hospital stay and that he rebounded so quickly.
You know how they have therapy dogs to cheer up hospital patients? Well, I think Zach should be a therapy baby. A snuggle or sly smile from that kid would cheer up anyone! (I mean that as a compliment of course!!!)
How incredibly scary and very interesting fact about the car seat. I never would have guessed. I'm glad that is all over and so thankful that everything is alright now!
How scary!! I truly know how hard it is to have a child in the hospital. I'm so glad he made a quick recovery and is on the mend! What a little cutie!!
Oh my goodness, how scary. I'm so glad he's okay. What a cutie you have there!! I bet he was the nurse's favorite!!
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