It started with Trey having a slight cough on Tuesday. I knew this would develop into something more, because he gets some type of cold on a regular basis. However, by Friday evening he had a fever going on 3 days, and his breathing seemed labored to me. I could also hear some wheezing in his breathing, so I called the doctor. I decided to wait a day and just use the humidifier as he slept, but I was so nervous that night that I hardly got any sleep. I just continued to get up to check on him, even setting alarms in case I slept too long. Early that morning when I checked on him, he sounded like he was running a marathon. I picked him up and rocked with him for 45 minutes until I was convinced that his breathing had calmed down and he was okay.
The next day, Saturday, his fever went away and I thought he was on the mend. However, after he and Gia spent sometime at our friend's house, his cough, wheezing and fever had returned, and I decided to bring him into the doctor. Thankfully, our doctor office is amazing and open 24 hours, but I had to wait until 10:30 to get an appointment. At this point, he breathing was labored and his heart was racing from the fever, along with a pretty deep wheeze. The doctor diagnosed him with RSV and an ear infection, gave him advil and a breathing treatment right there in the office, and then sent us to the pharmacy to get the breathing medicine and an antibiotic for his ear infection (the first one either of my kids have ever had). We got home at 12, and by the time the guy got to our house to drop off the breathing machine, I didn't get to bed until 1am. I then had to get up at 3am to give him a breathing treatment, and was up at 9 to get Gia ready for church. The rest of the day I was completely exhausted!
We watch "Elmo Singing with the Stars" and he just leans against me while he has his breathing treatment. Sweet snuggles!
Trey has to take an antibiotic twice a day and have breathing treatments every 4-6 hours for a few days, but he is getting better, thank God. But then last night (Sunday night) Gia threw up and I had a horrible stomach ache that kept me up from about 2am until the morning, and it continued all day on Monday. Gia seemed better in the morning, but when she woke up from her nap around 4:30, she had a fever. Poor thing looked so sad.
Thankfully Bobby is still healthy and the most awesome husband ever. He took a couple hours off of work to watch the kids today so that I could rest. He also took them both out last night and made me promise not to clean so that I would just take an hour to myself after the night I had had. And again, tonight, he did my weekly grocery shopping for me and took both kids with him so that I could clean up and have a break. Best man God could have ever gifted me with.
My stomach still hurts and I have a feeling it will be at least a week before my kids are all better, but I am so thankful for skilled doctors who make sure my children are safe, for health insurance that makes it super affordable to treat my children, and for a supportive husband. When this third baby comes, I hope I can remain as patient and filled with thankfulness when all three of them are sick at the same time!
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