Hospital Stay

This week so far has been quite out of the ordinary. Sunday evening Tyson had this random allergic reaction to something (we don't quite know) while we were visiting out at the flat. He had this sneezing episode accompanied by itchy nose and eyes. That happened a couple times that night and then Monday morning while he was having some raisin bread toast another sneezing spell came over him. He progressed to some congestion that night and by Tuesday night it was pretty rough for him. I pretty much spent the night on his king size bed (he doesn't have a crib) with him and by 4:30 a.m. I took him in to Adam and asked him to give Tyson a blessing as he was really struggling to breath. I had noticed that he was having what is called "reactors" right underneath his rib cage. Basically his breathing was not normal at all. After the blessing we sat there debating if we should take him to the emergency room or to wait and see if he got better on his own. It was a blessing we were led to the decision to go the emergency room route because he had developed pneumonia/asthma. Confusing to you? It still is to us. Even after leaving there I find it interesting that all the nurses had on their records that he ad pneumonia, but when his pediatritian came this morning to check to see if he could go home she said she had recorded his condition to be (some long words) basically asthma. I tend to go with her observation. All I know is we had to purchase a Nebuliser and some meds to go in it that Tyson takes every 4 hrs the first day, then 6 hrs, then 8 in the form of some breathing treatments. Poor Tyson had a rough go in the emergency room because they couldn't find where they needed to lodge the IV in his arm, so he was poked twice in each arm and finally they were able to put two different IVs in each foot. He just had too much baby fat. He turned alot of heads at the hospital that we were admitted to across town (we even had to ride in an ambulance, free of charge) for the transporting from the emergency room. The nurses just loved him and everyone commented on his very cuteness and big eyes/long eyelashes. I was glad to come home as it was not very fun eating Tyson's leftovers from his kid meals. I get to deal with some irritability and hyper active moods now from his medication. Lucky me. Maybe I'm just getting paid back for what I may have put my parents through when I was younger dealing with asthma. These pictures are of Tyson with his hospital gown on and some socks taped around his legs so he wouldn't fall while "running" around the hospital. They had this little red wagon that they put pillows in to give Tyson the royal treatment outside of his little room. What a cutie and we sure do love him and are glad he is okay now.