On Monday Noah had been sick for about a week and I decided it was time to get him checked out. Instead of calling his pediatrician I made an appointment with his pulmonologist. On Wednesday my Mom, Liam, Noah and I headed to Twinsburg to see Dr. Hart.
I thought it would be a quick check in with the doctor and get some antibiotic and be on our way. Unfortunately, his chest was retracting and his pulse ox was 86.
This little guy was the best baby. He was well taken care of the nurses. One even made him some macaroni and cheese for his lunch.
Liam had fun and occupied himself with anything he could find.
It was so hard but I sent Noah in the ambulance by himself and met him at the Main campus.
I think Liam was calling his Mom and telling her to come quick he was running out of things to do in Uncle Noah's room.
Grandma, my Mom just told me that I have another 3 hours in this place...….
Finally after taking a walk to see the fish, Mommy and Daddy came to get me.
After a night of breathing treatments, steroids and antibiotics, Noah had gotten a little bit of rest and doing so much better. Goal of the for the day was to get out of the ICU and move to a regular room, and continue to improve so he could be discharged on Friday.
I think he is saying, Get me out of here!!!!
He is such a Goober. It was determined through blood work that Noah had Parainfluenza 3. Yeah I have never heard of this one either. He started at 15L. of oxygen and worked himself down to 1 liter by Thursday morning.
By Thursday evening Noah had weaned himself of oxygen and continued to stat at 95 all night.
His biggest problem while being in the hospital is being able to rest for any amount of time. When the doctors were doing their rounds on Friday I convinced them that Noah would rest and heal better at home. They weren't doing anything for Noah that I couldn't do at home, so they discharged him.
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