All day Sunday she ran a fever and Tylenol wasn't having an effect. About 10:00 pm her fever rose to 103. I talked to the nurse at the after hours number and she assured me that there was nothing to worry about, that there have been studies that show it takes a fever 0f 108 before there is brain damage. It was at this point I held the phone away from my ear and tried to look inside it, clearly she had suffered a fever of 108 if she thought that was comforting!!!! We continued our luke warm bath and gave her some more Tylenol. At 3:00 am she woke up whimpering, when I picked her up she just moaned and wouldn't move, I took her temp and it was 104.5. I gave her some more Tylenol and then proceeded to stare at my baby girl for the next 5 hours. I wanted to hold her and comfort her, but if I moved she would whimper. Those were the stillest 5 hours of my life.
At 8:00 am I called the doctor's office and got a 9:50 appointment. At the doctor's office the doctor commented on how much worse her breathing sounded from Saturday and with the antibiotics she was on, something more was going on. She got her little toe stuck and they found her white blood cell count to be elevated. They gave her a breathing treatment in the office and couldn't get her pulse ox elevated to a normal level. The doctor wanted to admit her to the hospital for some intense antibiotics and more breathing treatments, he felt she either had RSV or pneumonia. They did chest x-rays and tested for RSV. When we got to the hospital they did another breathing treatment very shortly after we arrived and her pulse ox still wouldn't come up, so they put her on oxygen. Late last night we learned the RSV was negative and then this morning we learned she did indeed have pneumonia.
She has been such a little trooper through her journey the last couple of days. When they were putting the IV in, I was bawling my eyes out and she never made a peep. I really think she was just too tired to fight. Now today when they came to take her labs it was a different story, she hit the lab tech. They tried to draw the first time but she wouldn't be still, so they had to send in another one. Little Red showed her temper and gave it a big ol' fight. They were finally able to make their draw and as soon as the needle was out and I sat her up, the tears stopped and she gave the tech a look that would make most people think twice about messing with you. Chick was not into the drama, it was all real tears. Precious!!!!
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This is shortly after we arrived, she is resting so peacefully.
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