The Ides of March! (Did I use that correctly? I never really knew what that meant)

My little trooper!

Thursday March 8th, I took Brigg to the Dr. for a cough he had been struggling with for a few days.  They gave him a breathing treatment and sent him home, even though the doctor was surprised that the treatment didn't seem to help at all.

With just a few hours I could tell he was really struggling to breath and now his cough was very tight.  He would cough once and just freeze up and couldn't cough any more.  I was worried about him and knowing that night time tends to be worse, Gary and I decided to take him back into the doctor.  

We saw a different doctor this time and he said there was no way we should take him home.  He needed to be admitted into the hospital.  It was confirmed with a test that he had RSV.

I thought maybe they would send him home the next morning but we would need to stay four days.  They didn't send him home until Monday morning.

This was taken the first morning there.  Don't his eyes just look tired?

Poor little guy.  He was just miserable.  He couldn't even sleep for very long.   (Notice the coolio affect on the picture?  I downloaded an app to make cool pics on my cell phone!)

Like always the best way to get him to sleep was having his Daddy hold him.

I thought I would have time to read and catch up on some blogging...but the little guy just needed held and played with.  

I am so grateful to good friends who helped feed my family while I was gone.  I also am so grateful for all the prayers on his behalf, as well as putting his name in the temple.  That first night he was absolutely miserable until Gary gave him a blessing, and then he just settled right down. I am so grateful for the priesthood power.

By the time he was able to go home we were both so sick of being cooped up in that hospital room!  I love to see these pictures of how happy he is.  He was feeling much better for sure!

 So here is it Saturday night.  He is still on oxygen although only when he sleeps.  He has 3 breathing treatments a day but is done taking his antibiotic.  He still has to wear a monitor on his big toe to measure his oxygen.  (I learned that is called an oximeter in case you wanted to know.)

As for a little update about the rest of us, Gary (who just finished working a month of nights) left town Tuesday for TWO WHOLE WEEKS!  (And leaving on a Tuesday means he will be gone for TWO weekends not just one.)  Yes, I am losing my mind!

The hospital stay seemed to be exactly what I needed to finally get my sternum to stop hurting from the wreck.  My hand has been another story.  The doctor put a brace on it which I wore for two weeks, (I was supposed to wear it for three) but when Gary left town and I had to manage six kids and my little patient, it was clear the brace had to go.  It hurt really bad at first but I think the movement is actually good for it because it is feeling quite a bit better (although all this typing makes it hurt a bit!)  Oh! and I somehow hurt my upper arm (like just under my shoulder) while Brigg was in the hospital.  I think it was from sleeping in a ball at the end of his bed.  It sure does hurt but I'm sure it will heal.

Scottlynn is totally healed from the wreck, thank heaven!

Oh!  And Kennedy... sort of a long story.  Hmmmm should be a separate post but dude!  Its almost midnight.  So she has always had a mild hearing loss.  Well it seems to be getting quite a bit worse.  So after tests and a visit to a LAME Vernal specialist, it was decided that she needed tubes in her ears to hear better.  Well her hearing is sooooo much WORSE!!!  Brilliant doctor says that is just a side affect of the tubes.  Uhhhhhh.....  waaaaaiiiiiitttt a minute.  Isn't that what we were trying to fix?

So after making some idiotic suggestions like maybe pulling just one tube out and seeing if it helps we decided to just take his referral to a doctor at Primary Children's Hospital.  I am not even going to go over scenarios Mr. Wizard discussed since I think he is a mindless bafoon!  We will meet with the new doctor in April. 

So, to sum up:

*Gary works nights for a month.  

*Scottlynn and I get T-boned, total the van and sustain injuries.

*Brigg spends 4 days in the hospital with RSV.

*Gary leaves town for two weeks

*Kennedy is going deaf.

*And we still live in Vernal.

Christian's first surgery

 Christian has always wanted to be a surgeon.  So last night when Scottlynn came to me with a slight surgical need I knew the perfect person to pass the buck to.  Scottlynn had a new molar that had pushed through the gum, leaving a chunk of gum dangling in her mouth, which is most annoying! 

  Scottlynn was a little nervous but a good patient.  

  

Quynn wanted to play nurse but was mostly in the way.  Of coarse the head lamp was added for a better visual of the surgical site and it looks cool too!

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He played around with it for a while.  It was clearly stuck on too hard for him to pinch it off using tweezers so he decided to just go for it with some tiny scissors.  Scottlynn wasn't sure about that idea but it actually didn't hurt one bit. :-)

One quick snip and there it was! EW!  Isn't that disgusting?!!!

 

A quick inspection of his work showed she was good to go. Christian was so thrilled!  And Scottlynn felt much better. 

I am thinking in his future career he wont be allowed to have his cat in the operating room