Today’s post was going to be some snappy number showing you Easter related decor items (I found some really cute ones)…..however.  Charles had other ideas!

I took Charlie to the dr yesterday morning first thing.  He’d had a rattle in his chest (but so had Hugh and it cleared up quickly), the day before he woke up hot (but temp was normal) and chesty.  To be on the safe side over Easter, I booked an appointment to get him looked at.  No worries..croup.  While not fabulous, I know lots of babies get it and he’ll be fine. 

It was when the Dr decided to get a 2nd opinion on that little rattle, that my parent antennae went up!  Hang on…what’s going on?  The Dr mentioned astrada (which I have never heard of, which indeed turned out to be Stridor (thanks Kari!) – thanks to a thick accent that I didn’t quite pick that up) and gave Charles a script for some ‘roids and booked us in to come back and see her at 2.30pm.  As we left, it was the next bit that had me some what worried.  “You may need to head to emergency after you come back, oh and make sure you stay with Charles all day”.  UH-OH! 

You see Stridor is when the throat has an obstruction…so you know….he could stop breathing ( I now know that it is common with Croup, but this is the first time I have dealt with croup).

There went the plans to drop Charlie with my Dad so Hugh and I could head to mothers group and sit back and eat chocolate and drink fat coke….I mean, do Easter crafts with Hugh.  We have 3 newborns at Mums group and I didn’t want Charlie to pass on anything (normally we would all go to mums group).

What to do?  What to do?  Given that Charles needed to sleep, I arranged to drop Hugh with my Dad and I darkened the lounge in hope that Charlie would have a nap with me.  Not. going. to. happen.

11am things start to get worse with Charlies breathing….ring the dr….head to emergency.  I’m sure I will have copped a speeding ticket, but the poor little man was struggling to breath and cough and sleep.  And when he would nod off to sleep, I would panic thinking he had stopped breathing so my hand was on his chest at each traffic light to make sure he was breathing!

Naturally as soon as we arrived at emergency, the steroids started to kick in and after a relatively small wait to see a dr, Charles was all smiles and laughs (which made me seem like a paranoid parent). 

In the end, we just keep doing what we are doing.  Steroids twice a day (for 2 days), panadaol, ventalin as required and if it gets worse to call an ambulance (which I will do instead of driving this time!).

To make things even better, the DSE decided to do a burn off (ahhhh wouldn’t it be better to do it at the end of winter,closer to summer??) not to far from where we live….so thick smoke has filled the air since yesterday afternoon and now it is going to be 30 degrees here today and I can’t open the doors or windows because of smoke!  We even had to leave home last night for an hour or so just to get some fresh air.

Sooo that is why there is no Easter post today.  You forgive me right?!

Here’s Dr. Hugh this morning, checking on his patient.

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Here’s to a quiet extra long weekend!

3 comments

  1. Belinda,

    I feel for you! My little one who is about the same age as Charlie had breathing problems last weekend and we spent the day in Emergency instead of going into the city for the night at a swanky hotel for our 5th wedding anniversary!

    Diagnosis was bronchiolitis and he needs ventolin and steroids too. So scary, its the second time ive had to take him to emergency.

    The main thing is that lil' Charlie is okay and you can spend the weekend recovering from having a sick bubba. Chocolate WILL help. 🙂

    Happy Easter..
    Kirsten

  2. Oh your poor little man and how scary for you! I hate when little ones are sick, but when you throw in the risk of stopping breathing and trips to emergency, I panic 🙂 Hope Charles is better in the next few days and that you have a nice quiet, restful Easter break x

  3. We missed you at mums group but I'm so thankful that everything turned out ok. The Easter Bunny better bring you a huge egg, some fat coke and while he's at it, run you a nice warm bubble bath!!! You deserve it after the few days you've had! Happy Easter

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