On Wednesday, he napped from eleven in the morning until four in the afternoon. I checked on him several times and he seemed restless and feverish but still remained asleep. At 4:00pm, I went in and picked him up and immediately noticed his rapid breathing. He was very, very lethargic. When he looked at me he would look past me giving me the impression that he almost wasn't coherent. He wasn't wanting to stand on his own or do anything but lay down and hold onto me.
( a game of "weeeeeeeeeee" ( This Little Piggy. . . )
Thankfully, Steve arrived home from work early and we were able to go to the pediatric urgent care. It was then that we realized how scary the situation was. One of the nurses was asking the doctor if she should call an ambulance and I started to get very scared. God was so good to give us an amazing nurse and doctor at the urgent care. And I am so thankful that they sent us on to the hospital for the night, under the impression that Graeme's breathing needed to be monitored more since he was needing oxygen to stay in the "healthy" zone. Little did we know what the night would hold............
( some things never change, wink wink! )
( we've enjoyed watching "eos" ( videos )
At 1:00am we were finally getting settled and putting Graeme to sleep. At 2:30am we were awakened because the doctor had called for chest x-rays, afraid that something might have been over-looked. At 3:30am we were given the news that Graeme had double pneumonia, although it was unknown whether it was viral or bacterial and that he needed an IV for antibiotics in case of bacterial pneumonia. I was worried that the whole IV process would be tragic, since Graeme was basically delirious by this point. His extreme tiredness might have been God's grace displayed as I believe he was too tired to put up a fight. Sadly, they tried his right arm and were unable to get the IV in, which, again, God's goodness, because that is Graeme's thumb-sucking hand. I mean, hello, that would have been devastating, wink wink! By 4:30, we were finally able to let Graeme drift off to sleep. He slept in my arms for a few hours and then in Steve's arms until around 8am. He was still quite sad this morning, but has perked up back to himself throughout today, praise the Lord!
As you can see, he is sporting quite the fashionable outfit and is beginning to feel much better. A few minutes ago, we realized that his IV had fallen out--or been pulled out--and so we are praying at this point that the pneumonia is indeed viral, number one because we are told it is not as dangerous as bacterial, and number two, because Graeme would not need to have the IV re-administered. Our second prayer request is that Graeme would not need oxygen as he sleeps tonight--this would allow us to go home tomorrow!
Again, God has been so good to us. We love St. V's! We could not have asked for better doctors or nurses--thank you, Jesus, for answering so graciously!
Thank you for your prayers and your concern for Graeme--we so appreciate your thoughtfulness and your willingness to take time to pray for our boy!