|Playing in her jumperoo|
At lunch time I go pick Little L up from daycare, pick up lunch for my mom and I and head up to the hospital....all the while feeling like a horrible mother.
|Me and our happy wheezer|
The whole time I was there that afternoon I was warring with myself on whether or not to call M about this. I sent him an email, I knew he had a cell phone to call him in an emergency, but the reason I didn't was because I was so afraid that he would be out on mission, see he missed a call and think something horrible happened. While it was not good she was in the hospital, she was doing good, she never needed oxygen and she was eating good and overall happy. I didn't want him distracted while on mission when he wouldn't be able to call back and have something horrible happen to him. I couldn't live with myself if he got hurt becuase he was distracted by me. Now granted I now know I made the wrong decision, but at the time I was trying to protect everyone. I will never make that mistake again, and I hope I never have a reason to wonder if I should call him again. This was definitaly not my wife of the year moment.
The next day they are checking her and happy with the way she has responded to everything....but she still has a little wheeze thing going on. I got asked over and over and over if Little L had given her something and she put it in her mouth, I told them over and over again it wouldn't be possible because I don't leave them alone together. The only way that would happen is if it happened at daycare. And I would hope the babysitter would have said something to me. So the doctor ordered an upper GI, which REALLY pissed Baby E off. She was starving, they made us wait and then fed her the barium. She was NOT happy. We got that done and everything turned out all clear. She has nothing stuck in her lungs, no masses, nothing. The doctor is really confused as to why she is still wheezing. Thus we are going to see a specialist next week. In the mean time Baby E hates me twice a day.....she hates me due to the medicine I have to give her. She's on 6 different meds which most have to be given twice a day. Thank goodness. I don't think I could do it more than twice a day.
|Can't tell she's sick can ya?|
Even though I couldn't have my amazing husband with me, I had the next best thing.....my mom. I swear she is amazing. She took Baby E to the doctor and hospital. Then she took Little L home to pick up some things for me to stay overnight. She kept Little L overnight while I was at the hospital. She brought me food and stayed with me to give me breaks. She stayed with me last night when we got home to help with the overnight breathing treatments. (Thank goodness the doctor cut those out today, so I won't have to get up in the middle of the night for that). But it will be interesting tomorrow on how I'm going to get ready, get Little L ready, get Baby E her meds and get her ready. Thankfully my mom will be my extra pair of hands tomorrow.
I wish my in-laws weren't being stupid still and could help out, but they don't want to respect how M and I want to raise our kids, so we will only be visiting with them until they can accept and respect how we want to raise our kids. I have a story about all of this, which I will share another day.
We are all back home, sleeping schedules getting back on track and life moving on.
We have Little L's 3rd birthday next weekend, then our wedding anniversary two weeks after that. I can't wait until I can actually spend our wedding anniversary with my husband.
This has been quite the week so far. Hopefully the rest of the week will be quiet. I could use some normallcy and quiet right about now. :)
12 days of school left!!!! (not that anyone is counting) :)