I think we have had a fair share of hospital trips in the short 6 years of Ollie’s life and 2 years of Nate’s life so far… Ollie had bronchiolitis when he was 6 months, pulled his elbow out of it’s socket 3 times and had an asthma attack… Nate was in once before when he split that tiny bit of skin that connects lip to gum when he tipped the pram. All in all nothing too serious but nonetheless, hospitals are not a fun place to be.
A couple of weeks ago both boys had chesty coughs… Ollie’s was managed well and was on the way out but Nate’s was getting worse and it was affecting his breathing. He had been given an antibiotic and a steroid and an inhaler. The first two weren’t making much of a difference and it was insanely hard to get the inhaler into him. The little mask thing on it made him petrified… he thought he was suffocating and would go very panicky.
We took him to the Out Of Hours Doctor on Saturday and she checked him over and decided his oxygen sats were a little low so she gave him a nebuliser. For some reason he had no trouble keeping that on his face. It helped a little but by Sunday his breathing was bad again.
Sunday happened to be Father’s Day… and we spent the day in A&E. Poor James haha. The Doctor checked him over and got some ventolin and steroids into him and sent us home. Nate was a pickle and chose to take the inhaler perfectly for the nurse but again struggled to take it when we got home… and then he got a temperature.
On Monday we failed to see much improvement. Nate was sleepy, had a fever and just was not himself so off we went to A&E again. They were concerned that he had gone downhill since the day before so started nebulisers again and he was diagnosed as having bronchiolitis. After 3 nebulisers and a dose of steroids they were still struggling to keep his oxygen sats up and his temperature down. They decided to admit my littlest boy. Once he got a bed on the children’s ward they scheduled a chest x-ray which came back clear and they kept him on oxygen pretty much the whole night. I got approx. an hours sleep the whole night because he was nebulised every couple of hours… or would knock the oxygen mask off and suddenly his monitor would beep. James came back to hospital the next day to let me go home and sleep.
When I got back to the hospital, Nate looked a little brighter and we were hopeful that he was getting better. We were hopeful we would get to take him back home the next day… but then it went downhill again.
James stayed in hospital that night… and for that he gets mega husband points. He sent me a message at 11pm to let me know that Nate had to be nebulised again because his sats dipped to very low levels, which meant taking him home the next day was no longer on the cards and we were right back at the start.
I spent another day at the hospital with little Nate… he was in good spirits and wanted to be active and out of his cot, but anytime he did that he would get breathless again. I’d picked him up a couple of new toys and that cheered him up a little and my mum brought him a portable dvd player so he could watch Bob The Builder in bed. The biggest upside of having a child in hospital sick is that they want to snuggle a lot.
Nate got a bunch of visitors at hospital that evening but we had to greet them all in the canteen because only parents are allowed in the children’s ward. His Uncle Ryan and Ryan’s girlfriend Laura, his Nanny and his Grandma and James and Ollie. He was full of beans and so happy to see everyone. James stayed another night and I went home and spent some time with Ryan and Laura.
I woke to wonderful news on Thursday morning… Nate didn’t need nebulised at all and his sats stayed up all night. We spent the morning waiting for the Doctor to come round. She decided to keep him on Ventolin syrup because it was proving too difficult to get him to take the inhaler. We were so relieved by this. By 2pm we were home and Nate was settled and snuggled up in bed.
A fortnight on and Nate is back to his happy and healthy self. Apparently this isn’t a symptom of him having asthma… this could just be a one off… viral… and I hope this is the case. I have bad asthma and I would hate for him to have the same as me.