Venting Session

I'm a positive person, trying to always look on the bright side. I don't do this often, but I just need to vent (although I do already know it will end in a bright side).

So it seems like we can't catch a break from being hurt or sick. Starting with Cameron getting burned (in last post) in March, it hasn't stopped yet.

Right around Easter Owen started to have really itchy eyes and a bad cough. I finally took him in after both his eyes were so goopy he was having a hard time seeing. We thought for sure it was allergies. Conjuctivitus. Got eye drops.

Cough continued. We moved. That first night he got a high fever. Insta-care that whole next day. The doc listened to him and said, "I'm pretty sure he's got pnemonia, let's get an x-ray." Wasn't phemonia, but so close that the doctor said it would be within days if we didn't start antibiotics.

Our car died. We love our new house, but it's a little ways from health care. Down to one car for now.

4 days later Cameron woke up around 9:30 coughing so hard he was having a hard time breathing. He was shaking so bad I could hardly hold him. I took him outside and his cough subsided a little (like croup). He asked to go back to bed, so he did, with a humidifier and open window. I made Trev come home from work so that if I needed to run him in, I'd have a vehicle to do so.

He woke up again, around 2. Got him out of bed... he was SO hot. I layed him in our bed while we took his temp. 103.5. He started hilusinating and telling me about all the animals on the ceiling and the snow on my face. That did it. To the ER we went. Croup it is. Medicine to open airways, sent us home.

Follow up the next day for Owen to make sure his lungs sounded better, they did. Doc wasn't sure what to think for Cam. Keep an eye on him.

Cameron had a fever on-going for about a week after that. Then it subsided.

Feeling out of the clear, went to our new ward (church) on Sunday. Sunday night get to the in-laws. Cameron asks for a blanket and lays on the hard wood floor. (He NEVER does things like that). I asked him if he wanted to go to sleep. "Yes." (wow) I put him on the couch and he slept for over an hour. Woke up with a fever, really really out of it. Tylenol. Back to normal. Sigh of relief.

Worked the next day. Come home. Pick up Cameron. Hot. Off to insta-care again. I didn't give him any fever reducer so that they could see that he'd had a fever for real. The wait is 45 minutes due to the swine flu scare. They take his vitals, fever's at 102. We wait for the doctor. He starts getting hotter and hotter. I take off his pants and notice something on his neck. Pull up his shirt- heat rash all over. Doc comes in, "He's going to need an x-ray of his chest, a strep throat test, RSV test, and a swine flu test. He's got an ear infection and he needs a fever reducer right now." Long story short, it was like a torture chamber for the poor little guy. Conclusion? Ear infection and pnemonia, in both lungs. Off to Smiths to get ear drops and not one, but two, full doses of antibiotics.

And that brings us to today. Owen is normal (Yahoo!) and Cam still has a low fever and is working on feeling better.

The happy ending?

I'm SO thankful for modern medicine and this amazing country that we live in. I'm thankful that I can easily go to any store and get fever reducers and popcycles and hydrating fluids. (I don't even want to think about what would have happened had we not had ibeprofen). I'm so thankful for our working car and for insta-care and the emergency room. I'm thankful for antibiotics and pharmacies that stay open till 9.

Thank heavens the help, support, and angels haven't stopped since March too!