So, off to the ER we went! No diapers, just a bottle halfway filled with juice for Cassidy, no socks on Avery, no coats. I was definitely prepared. Of course, Avery didn't want to walk (who can blame him?) so I dragged in Cassidy (asleep in her car seat) and lugged in a big ole toddler to the ER on base, filled out a few papers and we got in pretty quick.
I had already called my mother-in-law, so I knew it was croup, but the coughing fit freaked me out to where I didn't want to wait for a doc's appointment. The ER confirmed it was croup and started in on him.
He was a total trooper. Probably because he was too tired and upset to protest. He took the little heart monitor on his toe, he let them put the bracelet on, and he even allowed the blood pressure cuff to stay on his arm and blow up every once in a while (we called it the "balloon on his arm!"). He took the syringe (in the mouth) of steroids to open his airway ("it's yucky!") and the fever meds ("this one is yummy!") and even liked the little mist mask they put on him.
|Has anyone ever looked so pathetic and sad??|
|Fun bonding time|
Doctor(?) guy: Oh, your kids are asleep
Me: Well, it is like 5 hours past their bedtime.
Doctor(?) guy: Do you want stickers? I can get them stickers!!
Me: Well, it's almost 2am - I'm not sure they really care that much
Anyway, I lugged a limp and exhausted Avery, a heavy and recently awake Cassidy in her car seat, and my sleepy self to the car. No one had coats, Avery was sans pants. It was a pretty awesome Supermom moment. To make Avery feel better, I even let him ride in the front seat (calm down, everyone, it's a 90 second drive to our house).
Got them home, sent her to bed, sent him to bed with a a cold mist humidifier, then realized I was wide awake at 2am, so I finished watching my DVRed Emmys, emailed my boss that I was planning on staying home to monitor Avery and zonked out. Too bad there's a chicken pox vaccine now, or I'd be anxiously awaiting that as well!