If you follow me on instagram, then you already are in the know, but Davy has been in the Hospital this week. She woke up Monday morning with a clear, runny nose and light cough, nothing to crazy. I will say she, was not as happy as she usually is, but again nothing too crazy. Then by 6:30 she started going into adrenal crisis and throwing up. At this point I knew we were ER bound.
I actually feel pretty seasoned at this point. I wasn't panicked or rushing about. Scott and I tried to give her an oral Adrenal medication first, to see if she could hold it down. That lasted 2 hours, so we gave her"the shot" and then went down to CHOC. Technically we went to the Saint Josephs ER, since CHOC doesn't have one yet. And then from there you get admitted to CHOC.
Apparently there are some nasty viruses going around cuz there was no room at the Inn and we were stuck in the ER, for the first 24 hours.
I know what you're thinking..... How awful to be in the ER that long.
WRONG, it was glorious. We had our own room in a very quiet wing of the ER. I actually asked if we could stay cuz I knew we would have to share a room at CHOC.
And believe me, it is just plain awful to have a sick baby and then having to shack up with another family.