I called yesterday to make an appointment for today. My plans were to drop Meyers at school, take Emery to the doctor and then come home, work out, and fold like 6 loads of laundry.
After talking to our doctor about what's been going on, we decided that it is best for Emery to start using Flovent (with an aero chamber spacer like Meyers does), instead of the Pulmicort with the nebulizer like she has been. Emery just fights us so bad with the nebulizer. A lot of times, we just end up taking the mask off and holding it in front of her face. I knew she wasn't getting as much medicine as she needed, but we didn't know what else to do. Hopefully with the spacer and Flovent, she can get all the medicine she needs since it's a much quicker process and it will control her wheezing.
She then told me she wanted Emery to have a chest x ray just to rule anything out and either do bloodwork or allergy testing to rule out any possible food allergies. That all stressed me out pretty quickly. I thought, okay, we will do that sometime next week when John can come with me. But, no, she wanted me to go today.
I called John to see if there was any way that he could meet me on such short notice at the hospital for the x ray, and thank goodness, he could. I don't know what he did to rearrange his schedule, but I was SO thankful to have his help!
Meyers had a chest x ray at 18 months, and it was one of the worst things I've experienced as a mom. Seeing your baby stuck in that contraption with their arms trapped in the air while they are x rayed is so pitiful. John wasn't in the room when Meyers had hers. I made John stay in the room with Emery today. I figured I would spread the joy:) Surprisingly, she handled it okay. She cried, but it was nothing like when Meyers had hers.
They told us right away because the doctor was in there, that her x ray was clear (I also got a call from our doctor this afternoon confirming that); I was so relieved to hear that.
We had to go to a lab to have her blood drawn. That was every bit as horrible as I thought it would be. John thought he was off the hook since he was in there for her x ray, but it took both of us to hold her while they drew blood. Needless to say, it was traumatizing for ALL of us. We will find out the results of the blood work next week.
Poor, pitiful girl on the way home from her crazy morning.
I'm reminded today how thankful I am for mostly healthy children. They may have asthma and possibly allergies, but we can deal with that and we are beyond blessed if that's all they have going on with them.
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