Well, how was your Thanksgiving? Mine was great!! I had a great time with family and friends. I taught a new friend and a cousin how to make a fleece tie blanket, refreshed another cousin on the technique, made lots of fruit salad and desserts, and talked a lot. We had 35 people at my mother's house so it was a little full, but I sometimes think that is the best time. Everyone hung out and had fun.
Everyone knows that a lot of stores were opening on Thanksgiving evening and I said, "Nope, no way. I am NOT going to shop on Thanksgiving!" Well, little did I know, but my cousin decided that while she was in Indiana, she would take advantage of our lower sales tax. (For those interested, she lives in Chicago and Chicago has the highest sales tax in the country, so you can see why she would want to do this.) She has not know where ANYTHING is in Indiana. So guess what that meant? Yep, you guessed it. I went shopping on Thanksgiving! We had a good time. It gave us time to talk and catch up with each other's busy lives. We got home at almost 2:30 am. Talk about tired!! My daughter made it through Thanksgiving with no visit to the hospital! (Remember last year we spent Thanksgiving day in the PICU.)
Friday, all three kids went to visit their grandparents. They have been going over there every other weekend. I enjoy the break and they have been getting to know their grandparents better. I think it is a win win situation. On Saturday morning, I got a call asking if Cassidy could take some allergy meds. Sure why not? (Her nose was running.) I got another call that afternoon. She took some Tylenol for a headache. (No fever.) That is fine. I was totally not worried. I knew she had a new inhaler (194 puffs left) so she should be fine with her breathing, right? Apparently not. At 8:30 Cassidy called me and asked me to pick her up because the inhaler was not working. (For those of you with asthmatics you know that sometimes using the nebulizer works better because it allows the medicine to work over a slower period of time.) So I went and picked her up. I ended up with all three kids coming home, but that was fine. While I was in the car a found out that the inhaler only had 52 puffs left. WAIT JUST A MINUTE!!!! I know Chris also uses the inhaler, but he and Cassidy agreed that he only used the inhaler four times while they were there. (Each use is 2 puffs, even if he messed up and had to do three or four puffs each time, he only used it 16 puffs at most.) Let's do the math: 194-20 (benefit of the doubt, maybe he forgot a use or two.) = 174, 174-52= 122 puffs! I dropped the boys off at my mother's and headed to the ER.
Now most of you know that most ERs are always busy, but here we have a hidden gem. It is a new facility and still fairly unknown. Every time I have been there, we are taken straight into the triage room and then straight back. No different Saturday. We went straight back. Cassidy's pulse ox was 88. She was given 2 breathing treatments right a way and an oral steroid dose. Pulse ox stayed the same. Added oxygen, still the same. So she got admitted. The ER we go to is only and ER, not a full in patient hospital, so they transferred her by ambulance to our local hospital. I had the ER doctor call her asthma specialist and we were able to avoid an IV! Cassidy was VERY happy about that one.
She was in the hospital from Saturday night (the only kid on the peds unit) through Tuesday afternoon. She actually goes back to school in the morning. When will my child catch a break in this whole thing!
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