We spent hours and hours at the doctors this week on three different days. We took Eliza on Monday. Then we spent hours at the blood work lab on Tuesday. When I think about how much Hannah rolled around on the floor at both of those places, it is no surprise we were back in the doctors office on Thursday for Hannah's 103 degree fever. I figured it would be the usual ear infection from what I thought was a minor cold. Her ears and throat looked great but her lungs did not sound good. Surprised is an understatement, when the doctor told me her x-rays showed she had pneumonia and asthma. She has a history of bad allergies and eczema but this was the first time a doctor has discovered the asthma. I thought Hannah was a child who got croup a lot (Hind sight is always 20/20). We went out the door with four prescriptions. Hannah had the hardest time accepting the fact that she had to use the inhaler. She screamed through the first couple treatments claiming the inhaler "smelled like poop". Then we started giving everything and everyone breathing treatments in the house. Her favorite stuffed animal, bunny bear, is having his breathing treatment in the picture. This seemed to help but it wasn't until Josh bought popcycles that she was able to look on the bright side of using her inhaler. 
Eliza had to get blood drawn for the first time on Tuesday. I did not explain to her in detail what was going to happen because I was worried I would never even get her into the lab. I also figured she would suffer more having to worry about the procedure and then would still have to go through the pain. Let me preface the next part of the story by saying that needles do not scare me one bit and that I am a person that very rarely cries. Well when I saw the surprised and pained look in Eliza's eyes and watched her bravely sit very still while the lady filled up four tube things...I teared up. It is much harder to see your child suffer than to have to suffer yourself. I'm only now beginning to realize how hard it will be for me to watch her go through whatever challenges she will face as she grows up. I can not even begin to comprehend what our Heavenly Father goes through when he watches us suffer through the pains and sorrows of this world. On a lighter note, Eliza did not even cry until they made her put a band aide on. She continued to cry for about 10 minutes until I figured out the problem and let her take the band aide off. A trip to Friendly's Ice Cream and 3D glasses to read the kids menu made us all feel better.
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Our kids have to get tested for lead poisoning every year until they are five. When Lila was one, they poked needles into both arms and couldn't get a sample. So they just lanced her finger tip and squeezed enough blood out to fill up a little vile. Now we have to get blood drawn from all three of them a the same time. So the last kid has the pleasure of seeing the first two coming out traumatized before it is their turn. The worst part is the way they look at you. You can see it in their eyes. They are thinking, "Why are you holding me down and letting this person hurt me?"
We can now add a trip to the emergency room with Hannah to our week. I heard Hannah gagging and then throw up in the middle of the night. When we got her out of the bed to change bedding we realized her lips were blue, she was breathing heavy and she had a 104.5 fever. Luckily, she took Tylenol. I know very little about her new diagnosis of pneumonia and asthma so we were definitely off to the emergency room. She is fine now and we switched antibiotics because the old one should have been working by now. Let's hope this is not a viral infection.
Johnny, that is so sad they have to go through that every year. I felt bad when Eliza said to me while crying afterwords, "and..and..I was excited to get my blood tested.."
I was trying to make her feel better and so I said, "I understand because I have to get my blood tested all the time when I am pregnant" Then she started crying about not wanting to be pregnant. I hope that fear stays in her until she's 20.
I'm so sorry Mel! Rachel had pneumonia when she was 1 and it wasnt' until the drugs were working that she smiled for the first time in a week. She's also a pro at fevers and had a recurring 106* fever every three weeks for about 6 months. Poor kiddos! They are always so sad too! I'm really glad that Hannah is feeling better.
Oh the fun of being a Mom!! I would pay money to watch Jeremy take all 4 kids to the doctor. I hope they start to feel better. Keep us updated!!!
I am so glad they are feeling better!!! It is so sad to see them, I have poked so many babies and almost cry with them every time, then when it was my own, aghh!!!! Luckily they don't seem to hold grudges against us.
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