I wanted to give you all an update on my son's condition.
This morning, Chuckie climbed in bed with us around 5:30 a.m. His coughing had kept him (and us) up most of the night, and his twin brother Joey had joined us in bed about 3 hours earlier, presumably to get away from Chuckie's loud coughing. Chuck was feverish, and his head was sweaty, so I immediately knew something was really bothering him. His breathing was shallow and rapid, and sounded raspy. No degree of calming or soothing on our part could get him to slow his breathing down, so we called our pediatrician, who advised us to go to the Emergency Room.
When we told Chuckie that we were taking hom to the Hospital, he threw a fit, crying, "No! I don't want the hospital! I want to go to the doctors' office!" This lasted for quite some time, and I did nothing to discourage it, because at least he was drawing in deeper breaths in order to repeat those two sentances. Over and over, and over again. He settled down once he was strapped in his car seat.
We got to the E.R, which is a brand new facility at Crozer Chester Medical Center, and just as the mini-van came up to the valet area, so did the vomit. Fortunately, as an experienced "Mr. Mom," I had prepared for this, and had strategicly placed a towel on his lap before leaving home. The E.R facility was very nice, and as soon as the triage nurse saw us, we were moved back into the treatment area, into a room with a placcard next to it stating, "Pediatric Asthma Treatment Bay." I was supprised to learn that such a thing existed, but greatly comforted to know that it existed here. If I had any worries about whether we chose the right hospital to take him to, those worries all but vanished there.
Chuck was very cooperative with the nurses and doctors, and didn't even flinch when they started the I.V. I told him I was proud of how good he was being, and he simply smiled and nodded, seemingly too tired to talk. He was poked, prodded, x-rayed, treated and poked some more. We were told he likely has pneumonia, possibly complicated with asthma. He was admitted, and is resting comfortably now, (as comfortably as a 3yr-old with an IV in his arm and a nubulizer mask on his face can be, anyway). He seems to be responding to the treatments well. The doctors have lead us to expect that he will be in the hospital for 3 days or more. I will not likely be in the office this week, as Jinny and I will be taking turns at his bedside for the duration of his hospitalization.
Thanks for all your support.