It all started a year ago today. When I boarded the plane last year, on the evening of the 29th, with my little fever laden sweat ball of a daughter I didn't know much, I just knew she was sick. She had that rash, little pin prick sized bruises basically, all over her feet, around her eyes, and up her legs. She was burning up, even with the use of ibuprofen AND Tylenol rotated every 3-4 hours, without it she was up in the 103 degree range. The plane ride was not fun at all. Abby sat on my lap and cooked me from the top. The lady in front of us put her seat back all the way... ahh the joys of air travel. I just remember wanting to be home so bad... what was wrong with my little girl?...
All during the last half of the plane trip Abby's nose started to bleed and I couldn't get it to stop. Everytime it stopped she would cough again and up it would start. I think she seriously lost a lot of blood from that nose bleed, oh man, the memories... We finally got the nose bleed mostly stopped and then somewhere right before landing or right after she started to cough again... hard coughing... on taking my hand away from over her mouth I realized that the moisture on my hand was not just coughing goobers or saliva, but instead blood! At that point I think both Tiffany and I were pretty overwhelmed. She had a big coughing attack again right off the plane. Standing in concourse B, holding my daughter who was now not just sick with a wierd rash but also coughing up blood, we decided to call our doctor. Dr. Samuelson happened to be on-call that night and he helped to calm us and told us what to look for, and what to do if she started to breath rapidly. We had an appointment with him the next day at 10am so he told us to come in the next morning and he would check her out.
Well, to make the story of the long ride home short, we took 1-70 through Denver, the longer route, instead of going home via the country roads that have no hospitals. We put our bags in the living room, put our girls to bed, and fell into the bed ourself too. We were up a lot during the night since no one could sleep much with that cough of Abby's, nothing like the cough you get with the Flu huh! Tiffany and I weren't feeling too good either, we both were getting the Flu from taking care of our little sick Abby....
Well, I guess this story will have to told in daily section for a little bit.. more to come on the 30th and about the 30th last year.... actually, if you want a reminder, just read the first few entries of this blog.... they sure bring back the memories for me!
Wow... i really am shocked to grasp that the hospital is providing sustenance likewise otherwise hospitals like healthy food exclusively.
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