It was so scary! At first I thought maybe it was just the wind bothering him so I took him into the bathroom for a minute, but it didn't get better. So I threw him in the car (leaving my older boys at the beach with friends) and started driving like crazy back towards Greeley. I was probably only in the car about 15 mins. but it was the LONGEST 15 mins. ever. When I got to the Emergency Center I pulled him out of his seat and ran inside, he was limp, still coughing a little, eyes completely swollen AND totally smiling at me. They immediately gave him some Benadryl, steroids, and a breathing treatment and he started doing better right away. We took off his clothes and saw he was covered in hives.
Once he started breathing better I figured they would send us home, but because he was so bad when he came in and it was an anaphylactic event we had to be admitted to the hospital...and it was protocol to transport us on an ambulance!
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| A view I hope to never see again! |
We ended up being treated in the hospital until Friday afternoon. When his pediatrician saw him that morning she heard a stridor cough and a little wheezing and wanted to keep observing us.
He was a little trooper. He hated the pulseox on his toe, and didn't like being hooked to cords. I think the medicine made him irritable. It was a long day for everyone!
We will meet with an allergist Monday and try to figure out what happened. We now get to carry epi-pens with us (I really hope I don't have to use it). I was surprisingly calm during the ordeal (besides my racing heart and the fact that I couldn't remember his birthday when I was checking him into the ER), I think there is a survival instinct that kicks in and I just did what I had to do. However, that afternoon when Clark finally met up with us at the hospital, the adrenaline was gone and I felt like I had been hit by a truck. Now all of my boys have been admitted to the hospital while they are babies for freak things that without the help of modern medicine could have been fatal. I'm so grateful that we live in a place and during a time when this kind of help is readily available. I'm so grateful for my litttle Quinn and that he is feeling better today!
















































