I’ve been trying to update this with the what happened on Thursday. Here it is Sunday, and I’m just getting to it. Plus, I actually had to type this is Word and copy and past it because I’ve had so many interruptions that I had to do it in sections.
On Thursday, Alanis and I went out in the morning. Just ran to the bank, dmv, and then Harris Teeter. When we got home, she ate and while I was burping her, she started crying and then making this horrible noise like she couldn’t breathe when she was taking a deep breath. It was like she was gasping for air. She was crying between this, so I figured she was getting air, but what was this gasping sound in between. I was scared. I called my sister first. While on the phone with her, Alanis made the gasping noise and my sister heard it. She told me to call 911. I did. By the time the ambulance got here, Alanis was breathing fine. The EMT’s listened to her chest and lungs and said she was fine. They said she probably aspirated on some formula while eating.
I spent the next 2 hours crying my eyes out. I was so upset that this had happened. I was terrified to feed her and I know she was hungry. I was trying to put it off as long as I could. She took a nap and when she woke up, about 20 minutes later, she did the freaky breathing thing again. I grabbed the phone and called the dr’s office. I told the lady what happened (calling 911 and everything), she said they have no appointments for that day. I informed her that I was coming in and I wasn’t leaving until a dr saw her. She passed me to the nurse and the nurse said to come in and they’d have a dr see her. I told her I was already on my way.
We got to the dr and they saw me right away. The dr listened to her chest and lungs asked me some questions and said he thought she may have the beginning signs of croup.
He said because she was only 2 months old he wanted to admit her to the hospital for observation and tests. He said he’d also test her for RSV and the flu.
When I left the dr’s on the way to the hospital I had to call Russ and let him know. I just wanted to cry. I didn’t though. I knew I had to think positive and be strong. I thought if I cried, I was expecting the worse. I had to get her to the hospital and she’d be fine.
Watching my little girl get an IV sucked. Watching it twice because they screwed up the first one sucked worse. Watching her suffer through a chest x-ray sucked too. I had to hold her down. I felt horrible. The whole thing sucked! This was by far the worst day ever.
We found out around 7pm that she had the flu. The dr wanted her to stay until Saturday for observation. I spent the night with her on Thursday. I got no sleep. Her monitor kept going off. Never anything serious, the alarms just don’t monitor infants well.
Russ and I both planned on staying on Friday night, but luckily she was doing so well that the Dr sent her home around 8pm. I was so thankful that her flu was not more serious.
So, I figured this whole breathing issue was flu related and it was over……………
I was wrong!
Saturday I noticed that after she grunted and pooped, she did the freaky breathing thing again. Happened later that night too. When she pooped. I thought back to Thursday and realized both times it happened that day, she had been grunting and pooping.
This morning same thing. My sister watched her this afternoon and she said she pooped and afterwards, she did the freaky breathing thing again. She said it wasn’t’ bad though.
Around 2pm she grunted a lot, had a big poop and then started that gasping for air thing. She again was crying in between, but was definitely NOT breathing right. It took 5 minutes before she was back to normal and she fell asleep. Then I thought back and realized after these episodes, she falls right to sleep and sleeps for a couple hours.
I have all new fears now.
What is wrong with my little girl.
Why is she struggling to breath after she grunts and poops.
Is it going to get worse?
Will they put her back in the hospital to monitor it so they can see it when it happens.
I’m so scared. I’ve cried all day.
I can’t eat because my stomach is in knots.
I have a follow up appointment for the flu thing tomorrow so I’ll talk to the dr.
Until then, I’m just going to be a mess.
Please say a little prayer for my baby girl.
Let her be ok
On Thursday, Alanis and I went out in the morning. Just ran to the bank, dmv, and then Harris Teeter. When we got home, she ate and while I was burping her, she started crying and then making this horrible noise like she couldn’t breathe when she was taking a deep breath. It was like she was gasping for air. She was crying between this, so I figured she was getting air, but what was this gasping sound in between. I was scared. I called my sister first. While on the phone with her, Alanis made the gasping noise and my sister heard it. She told me to call 911. I did. By the time the ambulance got here, Alanis was breathing fine. The EMT’s listened to her chest and lungs and said she was fine. They said she probably aspirated on some formula while eating.
I spent the next 2 hours crying my eyes out. I was so upset that this had happened. I was terrified to feed her and I know she was hungry. I was trying to put it off as long as I could. She took a nap and when she woke up, about 20 minutes later, she did the freaky breathing thing again. I grabbed the phone and called the dr’s office. I told the lady what happened (calling 911 and everything), she said they have no appointments for that day. I informed her that I was coming in and I wasn’t leaving until a dr saw her. She passed me to the nurse and the nurse said to come in and they’d have a dr see her. I told her I was already on my way.
We got to the dr and they saw me right away. The dr listened to her chest and lungs asked me some questions and said he thought she may have the beginning signs of croup.
He said because she was only 2 months old he wanted to admit her to the hospital for observation and tests. He said he’d also test her for RSV and the flu.
When I left the dr’s on the way to the hospital I had to call Russ and let him know. I just wanted to cry. I didn’t though. I knew I had to think positive and be strong. I thought if I cried, I was expecting the worse. I had to get her to the hospital and she’d be fine.
Watching my little girl get an IV sucked. Watching it twice because they screwed up the first one sucked worse. Watching her suffer through a chest x-ray sucked too. I had to hold her down. I felt horrible. The whole thing sucked! This was by far the worst day ever.
We found out around 7pm that she had the flu. The dr wanted her to stay until Saturday for observation. I spent the night with her on Thursday. I got no sleep. Her monitor kept going off. Never anything serious, the alarms just don’t monitor infants well.
Russ and I both planned on staying on Friday night, but luckily she was doing so well that the Dr sent her home around 8pm. I was so thankful that her flu was not more serious.
So, I figured this whole breathing issue was flu related and it was over……………
I was wrong!
Saturday I noticed that after she grunted and pooped, she did the freaky breathing thing again. Happened later that night too. When she pooped. I thought back to Thursday and realized both times it happened that day, she had been grunting and pooping.
This morning same thing. My sister watched her this afternoon and she said she pooped and afterwards, she did the freaky breathing thing again. She said it wasn’t’ bad though.
Around 2pm she grunted a lot, had a big poop and then started that gasping for air thing. She again was crying in between, but was definitely NOT breathing right. It took 5 minutes before she was back to normal and she fell asleep. Then I thought back and realized after these episodes, she falls right to sleep and sleeps for a couple hours.
I have all new fears now.
What is wrong with my little girl.
Why is she struggling to breath after she grunts and poops.
Is it going to get worse?
Will they put her back in the hospital to monitor it so they can see it when it happens.
I’m so scared. I’ve cried all day.
I can’t eat because my stomach is in knots.
I have a follow up appointment for the flu thing tomorrow so I’ll talk to the dr.
Until then, I’m just going to be a mess.
Please say a little prayer for my baby girl.
Let her be ok
Here are some pics from the hospital.
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