December 19th I came home from daycare not feeling so well. The next day I developed a really bad cough. On Saturday, December 22, Mom & Dad took me to the pediatrician. Before I knew it, I was in an ambulance on my way to Children's Hospital- where I spent 4 days. My cold (RSV) got into my lungs (bronchiolitis). The doctors and nurses helped by giving me an Albuterol treatment, sucking the "ick" out of my nose every couple of hours and giving me oxygen. I woke up Christmas morning feeling better and starting to smile again. They let me go home Christmas afternoon. Mom, Dad & I had a quiet night at home watching Christmas movies.
Mom & Dad brought my Mardi dog to keep me company (above).
Mom & Dad brought my Mardi dog to keep me company (above).
Daddy bought me a Christmas outfit to go home in. The quilt in the last picture was my present from Santa at Children's. Every kid wakes up to a stocking at the hospital. Mine had a Christmas quilt and a teething ring in it. It made Christmas extra special since Santa delivered all my other presents to Wenatchee the week prior.
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