We love being home

Many of you know that Jacob was in the hospital again from Sep 22-26.  On Sep 22 he started the day with a slight wheeze and by 5:00 pm he had blue lips and was being transported by ambulance from our pediatrician's office to Primary Children's hospital.  I went in the ambulance with him and was slightly disappointed that they didn't use the sirens to get us there faster.  Jacob was stable, but I still would like the full experience.  Anyway, after a very long night in the ER and in his hospital room, Jacob finally started to improve.  The next few days were just a blur of doctors, nurses, little sleep for anyone and a very tiny room. 

Jacob is improving and his official diagnosis was that he had a virus (could be the same one he had before) that made his lungs go haywire.  We hope that it never happens again or to anyone else.  Needless to say we are very happy to be home.  

What? I am sick?

Poor little Jacob spent 48 hours in the hospital this week.  On Wednesday, his breathing was really labored (thanks to Shannon for calling us and letting us know) and he just wasn't himself so we took him to the ER at Primary Children's Hospital and had him checked out.  They couldn't get his breathing to be much easier right away so he was admitted.  They tested him for all the normal 'bad' viruses, took xrays of his lungs, and constantly monitored him, but were unable to definitively tell us what he had.  Basically, it seems he had some kind of virus that caused his lungs to go haywire and make it difficult for him to breathe.  Happily, we are now at home and he is doing much better.  We still have to give him albuterol treatments every four hours and he's not allowed to leave the house until at least Tuesday, but at least we are at home.

While we were at the hospital, he truly charmed all the doctors and nurses with his happy smile and incredible level of activity despite not breathing well.  If you didn't listen to him breathe, you would have never guessed he was sick.  He moved around in his crib like a little monkey and was constantly getting tangled in his tubes and wires.  He was such a good sport despite all the people poking him and literally vacuuming snot out of his nose.