"An ambulance is on it's way. You are going to Primarys."
I feel very blessed that I didn't just freak out (the meltdown happened later...), and was able to stay calm for Aria. She was crying already because she didn't like wearing the oxygen mask, so I told her that we got to have a ride in an ambulance, and got to to a hospital. She immediately calmed down and was excited for the ride. FYI, the reason they called the ambulance was because they didn't want her off of oxygen for the 45 minute drive to the hospital. With the ambulance, they could keep her hooked up to the O2 the entire time. So the paramedics came, loaded us up, and we were off. The timing worked out so that Ryan was able to leave from work and arrive at the hospital right when we did, which I was so grateful for. He is my rock, and it's hard to hold it together without him. (Let's be honest, even with him I can barely hold it together half of the time...) They just gave her more breathing treatments when we got there and had us wait a bit. The virus test they ran came back positive for RSV. Both Ryan and I thought that they "might" just treat her and send us home, or maybe if it was bad we would be admitted and have to stay overnight. Neither of us had any idea that we would be here through Friday..... and still have no real end in sight.
So anyhow, they finally got her room ready and we had a rough night trying to keep her oxygen levels stable, and trying to get her to sleep. She'd hardly slept in close to 48 hours at that point, and was basically hysterical. They also decided after listening more to her lungs that she had viral pneumonia as well. The next morning was rough, so they finally gave her a huge dose of albuterol and put her on an IV since she refused to eat or drink anything. That made more of a difference than anything. She was playing, and laughing, and asking the staff what their favorite colors were. She even ate some chicken nuggets and ice cream for dinner. Yay! The plan was that they would just start weaning her off the oxygen and take her off the IV the next day, and hopefully we could go home on Thursday evening. HA. While she slept pretty good on Wednesday night, Thursday she took a few steps back. She had been complaining of abdominal pain before, which they attributed to all the coughing and it was alleviated with tylenol and ibuprofen, but the pain yesterday was different, and she was NOT happy. They decided she has a gastric bug on top of the other stuff. Poor kid. All day yesterday she just laid in bed and was awake long enough to get her meds, or go to the bathroom. When she was awake, she just complained of stomach pain or her cough. :( They finally put her back on the IV after she still wouldn't eat anything. Yesterday morning is when I lost it. After having her improve so much on Wednesday, only to take a nose dive the next morning was hard to handle. I finally left her to go home for a shower and to try to regroup, but ever since then it's been touch and go as far as my emotional stability.
Last night was not so great, and today started out rough but she's improved as the day has gone on. They did a film of her stomach to veryify there wasn't any kind of blockage contributing to the abdominal pain, which came out fine. We got to take her out to a patio and sit outside for a bit, which was good for her. When we were on our way to radiology, we passed the hallway by the cafeteria and Aria said that something smelled good and that her tummy was hungry. Thank heavens!! We got back from our walk and she ate a couple of crackers and part of a strawberry, which seems like nothing, but it was huge to us. This morning, Ryan and I were seriously considering bribing her with a kitty to get her to eat. She still needs to drink more, her need for oxygen still fluctuates, and she's still super tired, but she's definitely been more aware and with it today We aren't sure when we'll be home or back to work. Ryan and I are lucky to have such understanding and supportive people that we work for/with. We've both been able to be here for Aria. Next week could be sketchy, though.
Thanks to everyone for the prayers, supportive texts, and gifts. It really does make a difference to know that other people are pulling for you. It is so difficult to have your kid be so sick and miserable, and to have to stand by and watch, helpless.
Here are some pictures of some birthday stuff we were able to do before Ari got sick, and some pics of the hospital. We are planning on re-doing her birthday once she gets better, so we'll do a happy birthday post then. :)
Grandma Sue brought over her presents the Friday before, and spoiled her. She loves dolls!
She also loves unwrapping presents.
The only thing she told us she wanted for her birthday was a kitty (or a baseball hoop, but that wasn't gonna happen), so to try to make it special we took her to Build a Bear for the first time.
Her favorite part was being able to wash her kitty.
Kitty got washed a few times....
She looked so cute walking in the mall with her box!
My long haired princess. Gosh I love her!
This was her special birthday outfit. She got some fun moustaches from her friend for her birthday. We will miss you, friend!
Even though Ari was sick and we couldn't go do anything, we still let her open her presents.
Our main gift was an activity easel where she can paint or draw with chalk or markers.
She was really excited about the paint part.
Albuterol tx at the doctors office. She was really quite happy while we were there- and she got some coupons for a free taco and ice cream for being so good on her birthday.
In the ER at PCMC waiting for our room. I know the cannula is out of her nose..... they were seeing how she did without O2 at this point.
She wanted to take pictures making funny faces. The camera was toward her so she could see herself.
We got a special delivery while she was asleep on Wednesday. She woke up to take it when the lady came in, then immediately fell back asleep and held it for the rest of her nap.
They gave her a bag with a bunch of medical supplies so she could play doctor. Ryan was showing her how a hair net worked.... you know, cuz he has so much hair....
They have a lot of things to help keep her busy, including a little kitchen and tea set.
Her favorite thing to do so far is paint. They even have glitter and little hearts and stars that she can glue on her paper. This was Wed afternoon when she was doing her best.
Last night we were so desperate to get her to eat something- anything- that we actually let her just eat the frosting on her cupcake. I documented it, because I don't plan on allowing frosting for dinner ever again. :)
Uncle Nick send her a teddy bear that is as big as she is! Ryan was playing with her with it and this was probably the only smile we got yesterday.
My sweet girl, sleeping off this crap. Work body, work!! Get rid of this crap!!!
I'll update things as they progress. I pray that we won't be here that much longer. Hopefully all of you in blogger land are having a better week than we are. :)






































































