Happy Valentine’s Day… Let’s Visit the ER!
Squeaker woke with a miserable cry so early on Friday morning that at one point in my life I would have called it Thursday night.
Long story short, she had a 101.5 fever. A shot of Tylenol later, her fever was down but she was sleeping restlessly.
Go past calling in sick and spending the day with kids, collect $200 and land on Saturday. She just can’t quite kick the fever, but she’s responded to the Tylenol, so we’re not overly concerned.
That is, until late Saturday afternoon. She became listless and her breathing was rapid. After a quick consult with “The Mothers”, we decided to visit the local Quik Stop Docs (it’s not really called that, but you know what I mean).
15 minutes after that, we were on the way to the emergency room.
Fortunately, the Quik Stop Docs called ahead for us (kinda like call ahead seating) and got the ball rolling so that when we walked in the door, we were shown to a
A short wait later, Squeaker was diagnosed with viral pneumonia. A few shots of liquid steroids, a dose of ibuprofen and a round with the weights, she was feeling more herself. We played a rousing game of “can’t get out the ER exam room door” while the ER Doc called Squeak’s regular pediatrician.
After a consult, the ER Doc recommended that Squeak stay overnight to keep an eye on her O2 level (which had been low when we came in). So she & P.Pie checked into Hotel Hospital while I went back home to relieve the sitter.
Fast forward to now (Sunday night) and Squeaker & P.Pie are still in the Hotel Hospital ‘cause her sleeping O2 level drops below 90.
When I know more, you’ll know more.