Well, I guess Declan took my post about taking advantage of our insurance seriously, because this afternoon, he started wheezing so badly I could hear him from the other room. The allergist thought he might have mild allergies – but I really believe he has cold-induced asthma because tonight was far worse than it usually is, not to mention he has repeatedly gotten like this when he has a cold.
So, off to Urgent Care we go.
They immediately put him on a nebulizer, which I must proudly say, he handled like a champ. They also put him on prednisone, which I am not happy about due to vague recollections that it was not good for my Oma when she was on it. But the doc swore it was the right thing for what was going on with Declan, so we went ahead with it. Apparently the liquid form tastes like shit so they hid it in Gatorade but Declan still slurped it down no problem. The nurse was totally loving him.
Within 10 minutes of the treatment, there was a MAJOR difference in his breathing. The doctor prescribed us more albuterol and a short course of prednisone. He also ordered a nebulizer machine for us to have at the house, and I am pleased/shocked to say it arrived within 10 minutes of us getting home. Now that’s service.
But here is the funny part. They warned us that the albuterol might make him a little hyper. That’s what they said. A little hyper.
My child was freaking hilarious tonight. It was as if I gave him 50,000 Cokes on top of 100,000 Sweet Tarts. Piiiing. Piiiing. PIIIING! From topic to topic in a super fast talking voice… dancing while he ate… He even vomited when we got home (the prednisone) and went on dancing and singing without skipping a beat. I grabbed the video camera and took nearly 30 minutes of footage of him being the biggest goofball I have ever met (and don’t forget, I have been married to Bryan for nearly 10 years – so I know what I am talking about).
We finally got him to bed just now.
Bryan is so tired, I think it aches just for him even to blink.
And yes, I am staying home with the little guy tomorrow. Poor kid. Let’s all hope he feels better soon.