It all started Easter weekend. Cole got the stomach flu and Payton had a cough and runny nose. Cole was too sick to get into the spirit of the holiday. He climbed off the couch for a few minutes to look for a eggs. We missed church but still had an Easter lesson at home.
Monday, Brian went to the doctor and stayed home from work. He started getting a terrible cough. Cole finally started keeping food down and Payton's cough started to sound a little better. The kids even felt good enough to play outside. We thought the worst was over. NOPE! Cole started coughing.
Tuesday morning I took Payton and Cole to the doctor expecting to get some prescription cough medicine. Instead, I had to call Brian at work to pick up Payton; the doctor was putting Cole and me in an ambulance. Cole's oxygen level was so low he had to be admitted to the hospital. When we got to the hospital, Cole got an IV and some oxygen tubes in his nose.
The doctor said Cole would have to stay in the hospital 2-5 days. Wednesday, we celebrated Brian's birthday a day late.
Cole loved the ice cream cake. We couldn't get the blue frosting off his face. The nurses didn't know it was frosting and thought the oxygen wasn't working.
Thursday afternoon the doctor said it was ok to take out the IV and said if he could sleep all night without the oxygen tubes we could go home Friday. We were so excited! Thursday night the respiratory therapist came to give Cole his breathing treatment. Cole fell asleep during the treatment. As soon as he was out his oxygen level dropped and we knew he wasn't going home yet. It was heartbreaking.
Luckily, Grandma Scott could fly to Vegas to help. Payton was so excited to see her.
Payton lost his second tooth. The tooth fairy brought him another $5. Cha Ching!
Friday night, Cole did not want to go to sleep. He finally went to sleep and his oxygen level didn't drop. The RT came to do his treatment and his level stayed strong. I stayed up all night. Any time his level would go down a little I moved him to make sure his airway was open. I fell asleep at 4:00. The nurse came to check on him at 5:45. This was the first time in my life I was happy that early in the morning. I knew we were going home today!
It was a week full of every emotion. In the end my heart was full of gratitude. Grateful for priesthood blessings, prayer, friends and family. But most of all my healthy boys.
Monday, Brian went to the doctor and stayed home from work. He started getting a terrible cough. Cole finally started keeping food down and Payton's cough started to sound a little better. The kids even felt good enough to play outside. We thought the worst was over. NOPE! Cole started coughing. 
Tuesday morning I took Payton and Cole to the doctor expecting to get some prescription cough medicine. Instead, I had to call Brian at work to pick up Payton; the doctor was putting Cole and me in an ambulance. Cole's oxygen level was so low he had to be admitted to the hospital. When we got to the hospital, Cole got an IV and some oxygen tubes in his nose.
The doctor said Cole would have to stay in the hospital 2-5 days. Wednesday, we celebrated Brian's birthday a day late.
Cole loved the ice cream cake. We couldn't get the blue frosting off his face. The nurses didn't know it was frosting and thought the oxygen wasn't working.
Thursday afternoon the doctor said it was ok to take out the IV and said if he could sleep all night without the oxygen tubes we could go home Friday. We were so excited! Thursday night the respiratory therapist came to give Cole his breathing treatment. Cole fell asleep during the treatment. As soon as he was out his oxygen level dropped and we knew he wasn't going home yet. It was heartbreaking. 
Luckily, Grandma Scott could fly to Vegas to help. Payton was so excited to see her. 
Payton lost his second tooth. The tooth fairy brought him another $5. Cha Ching!
Friday night, Cole did not want to go to sleep. He finally went to sleep and his oxygen level didn't drop. The RT came to do his treatment and his level stayed strong. I stayed up all night. Any time his level would go down a little I moved him to make sure his airway was open. I fell asleep at 4:00. The nurse came to check on him at 5:45. This was the first time in my life I was happy that early in the morning. I knew we were going home today!
It was a week full of every emotion. In the end my heart was full of gratitude. Grateful for priesthood blessings, prayer, friends and family. But most of all my healthy boys.
4 comments:
Oh Melissa I am so sorry, that is horrible. Does he have asthma or something? Poor guy hope you don't ever have to do that again. I am glad he is ok.
Oh my that just freaks me out! We have never been in an ambulance knock on wood! Scary! Glad to hear its all okay! See you Sunday at the blessing!
I am sooo sorry you guys had to go thru all that. It is so hard being a mom with sick kids. We have had our share of it this winter but nothing that bad and I can only imagine how worn out you guys are. Well we hope you all are doing better. take care of yourselves and we hope to get to see you soon. The Paynes
Hey Melissa! I just tracked down your blog from Jill. Poor little Cole! So glad he's doing better. Cute blog! Send me your email address and I'll invite you to our family's blog! elizabethjex@hotmail.com
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