One year ago today, we rushed our little Ashie to the Childrens Hospital E.R. She was only 20 days old, with a very high fever. She was struggling to breathe, and wouldn't eat. She had already dropped quite a bit from her birth weight and we were taking her into the doctor every other day for weight checks. I knew this was something serious. I had been up with her all night long and by five a.m. I woke my hubby and said "let's go". Because she was under a month, and had a high fever they had to run lots of tests. It was so heart breaking to see. I left the room for the Spinal Puncture.
She had RSV, and would need to be admitted, oh how I cried. You are so emotional after having a baby anyway, and the thought of her being in the Hospital was so devastating to me. I know there are sooo many more serious problems and illnesses, but I couldn't help but look down at this brand new member of our family and be so worried and scared! I was able to carry her to her floor and her room, she already had an IV hooked in her tiny arm, but as they got her settled in her little crib, and hooked her to the oxygen I felt a low like I had never felt before. I just wanted to be home with my new little Angel and her brother and sisters.
I cry as I write this... all the emotionals of those 9 days come flooding back. I of course stayed there night and day, and Hunter Dan would come up after work with Jibbity. Bug and Lexlee were at their Dad's and Step-Mom's house. The days were long, but it was the nights that really got to me. When Hunter Dan would leave at night to take Jibbity back home, and the bright lights of the hospital would dim, and it was very quiet... I had never felt more alone. My Mom came the three and a half hours from my home town in the middle of the night. I kept saying " we're o.k. she'll be out soon, no need to come". Finally she knew I needed her, she left late at night and arrived even later(or early I should say) and when she arrived I actually slept for a few hours.
Oh how glad we were to get that little lady back home where she belonged . As I reflect back on that time I am so grateful for family and friends who helped us out. My good friend Trish arranged for a place for Jibbity to go while Hunter Dan was working, after she'd get home from work she'd take care of her til' hubby got home. Karen took care of all three of the kids the early morning when we went to the E.R. She got the two older ones off to school. Xazmin, Karen, and Holly all took turns taking Jibbity. Mike and Kandice were amazing and took Bug and Lexlee to school every morning even though it was an hours drive to take them and to pick them back up. Mike even brought them up to the hospital to see Ashie and Me before school one morning... I sooo appreciated that. I am especially grateful to Hunter Dan and my Mom, and all the calls and prayers that were received from family and friends.
Now here it is one year later it's 1:56 a.m. and I am up monitoring little Ashie because she is sick again. We are watching her and trying to decide if another trip to the E.R. will be necessary. She is asleep finally and I decided to share a little of the emotions of this time... one year ago!