Saturday night I was up all night with Dylan. He has been having episodes every 3-6 weeks since last Christmas where he has trouble breathing. I took him to the Dr during one of these episodes several months ago and they said it was the dry air...nothing to worry about. We got a humidifier and use it religiously, yet he still keeps having them. Anyway, about 5am on Sunday, Dylan had been crying, unable to get comfortable and unable to be consoled (highly unlike him) so I decided to take him to the ER. I was tired and worried and I was prepared for them to treat me like an overprotective mom that brings her child in for any little sniffle (which I am far from!) I was justified! The Dr was very concerned about his breathing and considering admitting him to the hospital. They gave Dyl a breathing treatment, he had a chest x-ray and was tested for RSV among other things. The x-ray came back showing Bronchiolitis (no pneumonia, yeah!) and the other tests were clear and after the breathing treatment Dyl was feeling a lot better. By the time all the tests were in and the Dr cam back to see us, Dyl was running around the ER, flirting and playing peek-a-boo with the nurses. The Dr was surprised at the turn around and let us go home. But, not before diagnosing Dylan with Reactive airway disease (like asthma, they just don't diagnose kids this young with that) and giving us a RX for a nebulizer and albuterol to help Dylan breathe better. It made all the difference. Dylan is feeling much better and sleeping (yeah-now if the other two would've slept last night I'd feel much better today!) Can't they all sleep on the same night-oh what a miracle that would be!
Sorry, no pics again, I am being really lazy about those. I will get some on here soon.