Friday, July 03, 2009

I hate hospitals.

Really, I do. Hospitals are not fun places to be, especially when you're there with your 16 month old who is having trouble breathing. My day was perfectly planned today. I was going to get up, do some dyeing, be done by 1, head to the pool with the kids and hubby (or at least Celia), and then go to our neighbor's annual 4th of July party. That was the plan. Til Seth got sick again this week. It was Wednesday that it got bad, so I took him into the doc for a listen- we both agreed that pred.nisolone was required. He sounded just awful, and even after a neb treatment an hour before, was still wheezing nicely. Then yesterday, he had a bit of a fever. So we started him on antibiotics, since it was likely that his congestion was going to something more.

And this morning, he sounded horrible. Worse than yesterday, definitely worse than the day before. So I threw on some clothes, and took him to the ER. After several neb treatments, and an ambulance ride, we are at the hospital for the night. He sounds much better now, but we're being extra careful and keeping him in for observation for the night. And neb treatments every 4 hours. Poor sweetie. I just wish he'd outgrow the asthma already.

And the icing on the cake? I nearly went to the ER myself this week due to stomach pain. Severe stomach pain, which appears to be diver.ticulitis. At 33, I have it. And it sucks. I knew it was bad, since my mom has it, but there is nothing like the amount of pain I was in earlier this week. I couldn't move without feeling like a knife was being twisted in my lower left side. Not fun at all. You know it hurts when knitting is the LAST thing you want to do.

On the plus side, I did get some knitting done later this week. I have been working on the Swallowtail Shawl out of Malabrigo Sock. Can I say how much I LOVE Malabrigo sock? It is just fabulous. Really fabulous! It makes me happy every time I pick up the shawl. And I'm not screwing it up too badly! It's a miracle.

Off to lay down on my little pull out chair, and knit. Provided of course, the baby falls asleep early enough.