OK, Better Now. Really.

Abby was discharged from the hospital (again) around noon today. She had a great night last night and another good day today.

We are going to try and make this one stick.

And, We're Back

Home, that is. For the first night in the last 4, we are all together. At home!

Abby came home from the hospital this evening. She is still not in the best of moods -- cranky and wants to be held a lot-- but otherwise is doing OK. She is back to just 1 liter of O2 (1 1/2 at night) and holding her own. She'll be on antibiotics for the next few days, but is finished with the steroids (which should have been obvious when she threw the refrigerator across the room).

I doubt I'll be able to stay awake much longer, though I would love to watch LOST tonight. I don't think that's going to happen though, so shhh! No one tell me what happens.

Right now, I'm looking forward to night #3 on my new pillow!! Wow!

Abby was readmitted to the hospital around 2:00am this morning. The doctor is confident that:

1. It is NOT a new illness
2. It is NOT the old illness coming back/getting worse
3. It WAS a big mucus plug that we couldn't get out giving her chest PT at home

Meg and I thought this is what it and it sounded reasonable judging by the way last night's events unfolded.

Meg fell asleep last night holding Abby on the couch. Sound asleep, her sats were around 95% on 1.5 liters. We checked her again a little while later once she was in her crib, and she was still in the 90's. Then, I gave her a Xopenex breathing treatment and that's when things got bad. Seems likely that the neb loosened the mucus and it was just too big for her (and us) to work out. By the time she got to the ER, her sats were high 70's -- not good.

So right now, she's back to just 2 liters and in the mid-90's again. They are mimicking the type of support we'd be giving her at home to see how she does.

I'll be taking the night shift tonight as my company is closed on Good Friday, so hopefully we'll have a quiet rest of the day.

Me And My Sickie -- Part Deux

Just a quick post that Miss Abby is in the hospital.

Again.

With pneumonia.

Again.

Hopefully, we'll be coming home tomorrow, but I'd certainly appreciate any thoughts, prayers, crossed fingers/toes, etc. that are out there to spare!

Me And My Sickie

Is there anything more pathetic than a sick, helpless, little kid with a head cold? Ball full of snot aside, there are worse things in the world than cuddling and napping on the couch under a soft blanket all afternoon with my little peanut.

We were supposed to head to my in-laws for the day for Megan's grandfather's birthday party. But since Miss Abby is currently on O2 (just 1 lpm, nothing to worry about), she and I stayed at the homestead together as an 18 month old, sick or not, is not allowed to be home alone and unsupervised for an extended period of time. Betcha never knew that.

So now it's off to make Abby her cocktail. That's right. A cocktail. How else do you think she's going to sleep tonight?

Well, OK, so not a cocktail in the conventional sense. In the next few minutes, she'll enjoy (in one form or another):

• Flovent
• Xopenex
• Atrivent
• Singulair
• Omnicef (day 10 - yahoo!)
• Orapred
• Motrin
• Tylenol

Yummy.

And while I'm doing that, AJ is laying down watching "A Charlie Brown Christmas" a mere 3 1/2 hours before April 1st. And no, we don't have it on DVD. It's been living on our DVR since December (and "It's The Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown" has been on there since October).

Good grief.