Yes, we must have committed the "ultimate crime" because we ended up in the hospital with Emma on the first 60 degree weekend! The best layed plans (just yardwork, but hey...we would have been outside) were put on the back burner. I took our sweet girl to the doctor Sat. morning. She had been on antibiotics for a week, and Friday she started taking a turn for the worse. Sat. morning she had a slight temp. and she just wasn't acting like herself. I took her to the doctor, and they tell me that HER oxygen Sat. was 74!!!! WWWHHHAATTT???? No, that can't possibly be! This child was on oxygen for a total of one year...I KNOW the signs to look for (bluing around the mouth, feet and hands...rapid breathing...ribs showing when breathing in)!! 74 is a VERY LOW sat!! So, I am in the Urgent Care, which is about 1/2 mile from our hospital, and they tell me THEY HAVE TO CALL THE AMBULANCE when an O2 Sat is that low! OK, in our town the ambulance team is all volunteer, so they send out the call, and the ambulance personnel receive the call..rush to the hospital...jump in the ambulance...and go to the call. If you add it together, does it make ANY sense to have the AMBULANCE come to get her if I can drive 1/2 mile to the hospital??? I convinced them of this and we were on our way.
She is doing better today, and we are hoping to be "sprung from the slammer" tomorrow! LOL!! This reminds me of when we were staying in the Ronald McDonald House after Em's transplant. We always called that "Being out on Parole". Hey, when you have been through HE_ _ with your child...you have to find humor SOMEWHERE right??