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Last week was crazy. Both my twin boys got sick. First wast croup and athsma. A trip to the E.R. and a bunch of steroids cured that right up. Then it hit twin number two. First the cough and a visit to the regular doctor. Then the fever hit and it was back to the E.R. because the doctor wouldn't give the same steriod prescription. Well they gave it to him at the E.R. but it wasn't going to help. The next day back to the doctor then pediatrician. There was swelling around Thomas' neck that seemed odd and when the pediatrician said we're sending you to Children's Hospital in an ambulance the reality hit me. He was in serious trouble. Well it was off to the E.R. again and five hours later we went on another ambulance ride. We'd been taken to the wrong hospital by the ambulance attendant. We finally arrived at B.C. Children's Hospital and were admited to a room after a few more hours in the E.R. The nurses there are amazing! The entire staff are amazing. I felt secure that Thomas would be fine in the hands of these people. I never left his side and was told every detail of the situation and plan for dealing with it. It turns out he coughed so hard that a spot in the airways broke open and the air escaped under the skin on his neck and upper chest. I saw the x-rays and it didn't look good.
We were in the hopital for two days and the Saturday before Halloween I was feeling bad that he may miss out on the festivities. A few moments later the nurse came in to tell me there was going to be a costume parade in the hallway and goodie bags collected for the kids that were in quarantine. He was so excited! I swear it brought me to tears that he wouldn't miss out. I was so impressed at all the staff and students that dressed up for the kids in the hospital. Then they brought in the huge bags of junk food. I was happy that they'd thought of his brother too and didn't have the heart to turn it down. The effort that went into every aspect of care while we were in the hospital was above and beyond.
We came home late Saturday night.
I'm happy to say he's doing amazing and eating a lot better.
Kids are super at bouncing back. He even asked me to make him a salad. Leave it to a child to show the healing power of raw food in a craving. Okay, he's been asking for candy too but who can blame him with it everywhere?
I'm ready to let my guard down a bit now and maybe catch up on some much needed rest.
The whole experience has left me with a new perspective about healthcare. No matter how good we are at being preventive things happen beyond our control. The people who take care of the sick have got to have invisible wings. For that. I'm truly greatful.