Friday, June 5, 2009

Birthdays....Hospitals....and Suff!!!!

Austin is 3 going on 5. Well that is what he thinks. He tried to argue with me that he was going to be 5. I tried to explain to him that he was only going to be 3, but he did not want to be 3 he wanted to be 5. He wants to be 5 because I have told Emilee that she can go to school when she is 5, so he wants to be 5 so he can go to school too.
We went to Chuck-E-Cheese for his B-day, and they had a really good time.
They had a little camera to where they could see themselves dancing on a big screen, and they really liked that.

Our cute little cowgirl and cowboy!!

Even Daddy and Grandpa enjoyed Chuck-e-Cheese.

This is what Tyler did the whole time...sleep!!
This was her favorite thing all night.

And the same for him. They loved it. He kept taking his hat off and yelling "Ye Haw"

Getting ready to open presents.



Well this week has not went as planned. I had wanted to get my closet cleaned out this week and just make sure everything was ready for me to go back to work, but we ended up spending it in the hospital. Tyler is only 6 weeks and he is the first of our children to be in the hospital over night other than birth.
He started coughing a little last Friday and I just figured that he was getting a cold. By Sunday it was a little worse, so Monday morning I called the doctor as soon as they opened to be sure to get in. They said that he had a cold and put him on breathing treatments. By Tuesday morning he could not quit coughing, so I called the doctor and asked them if they wanted me to bring him back to the office or take him to the ER. They ordered a chest x-ray at St. Ritas and then wanted me to go to their office. When the doctor got the results they showed that he had pneumonia in both lungs, so she (doctor) did a direct admit to the hospital. We were there for 2 days. They put him on an IV and did breathing treatments. They did say once we were at the hospital that he did not have pneumonia, but that he had something like bronchitis's. I don't know if I felt any better with that diagnoses though, because they did not send us home. But now we are at home doing breathing treatments 3 times a day hoping that he is better soon. He has been a little trooper through it all though. I left the room when they came in to put his IV in, but Jason said all he did was make a little whimper.Getting ready to come home.


1 comments:

Anonymous said...

OK, so the first part made me smile (the whole five year thing)until I saw the pictures and realized how big they are getting...then I wanted to cry. Then I really wanted to cry when I saw the second part - poor little fellow. I'm glad that he's back home and slowly getting better - Aunt Ria was worried. He is growing, too. Hopefully, I can see him sometime soon before he gets too big. Love you guys bunches - miss you, too!