My poor baby. J woke up on Friday morning acting pretty typically. Then around 11, he started with the breathing/croup/stridor issues. Then he started to throw up and couldn't stop heaving. Off to the ER we went.
Two breathing treatments and a round of steroids later, they decided to admit him. (Two breathing treatments is an automatic admit). We got to our room about 5 last night. Daddy came to the hospital around 8 to stay overnight and I took Jameson home. The poor kiddo cried almost the whole time we were there and was terrified of anyone who came into his room.
Jackson was released at 1 today. He's still not himself. J asked to go to bed at 6. I'm hearing a lot of coughing through the monitor, so we put the humidifier in his room. Hopefully *knock wood* we won't need to go back.
He's on steroids for three days and the we'll follow up with his dr. next week. We also have ENT on Wed and GI in two weeks. I really hope someone can give us some answers.
Object du Jour: The Thomas fringies and the rectangle remote. The poor guy was terrified of the beds in the ER. He was so tired he kept laying on the floor. I rigged up a little sleep spot and there he stayed until they moved us upstairs. See above. I know this isn't the way Daddy wanted to spend his birthday. :(
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