Freaky Friday

We had a bit of a scare today. We've all had a bit of an upper respiratory thing going on and I've been giving Eli, Zach, and Mikey some treatments for wheezing and just treating it at home and keep it under control.

This morning Mikey got up like usual, and was playing and just being his regular two-year-old energetic self. Chris and I are talking and we look over to see what Mikey's into since he's quiet and find him curled up under his highchair. We just sit there a second looking at him, thinking he's playing but he doesn't move. Let me add that this is the kid who DOES NOT sleep. We have to beg and fight for a nap at 3pm and watch him go like the energizer bunny until midnight.

So I grab the camera and take his pic (yeah, I'm one of THOSE moms). When the flash doesn't get a reaction Chris moves in and picks him up. He's limp and unresponsive. Chris starts shaking him and calling his name loudly and gets no response. At this point I have the phone in my hand, on, and my finger is on the 9, and he opens his eyes and starts crying. So I hang up the phone and move in for observation. He's not warm, he's pale, but he's awake. We decide we'll get an afternoon appointment but it's time for the office to close for lunch.

So plan B, we'll give him a treatment and call for an appointment when they return from lunch. I'm giving him his treatment, which usually involves some creative strategy to keep him entertained and him playing with the neb, but not this time. And within 30 seconds he's out again.

So at that point it was Mission ER in effect. In the car I'm doing whatever to keep him awake, despite him REALLY wanting to just conk out. THEN we get to the hospital and the child is WIRED. I told Chris as we waited to be triaged that the staff was going to think we were insane.

We get into triage and his O2 sats are 100%, but the get him on back based on what had happened. The doctor was great (I'll say more on that later). Turns out he is junky in his left lung but otherwise ok. She went ahead and gave him Zithromax and Rondec-DM, and said that he may just be exhuasted due to his bad sleeping and adding on this upper resp thing. So we were good to go. Pleased to know that even though it might have been an over-reaction, we were still taken seriously.

As for the doctor, Her name is Dr. Jasper and she also saw Neal the night he broke his arm. This is the first time we've ever seen a doctor in the Cartersville ER that I felt gave the time and attention to us we deserved and was genuinely concerned about the patient.

Oh, and here's the pic I snapped before the "freak out" began.