Jacob and I ended up staying two nights in the hospital. Yahoo for us. The nurses were great and took good care of J. The only challenge was trying to convince a very active two year old that really he had to stay in the little tiny room while his sister was free to leave when she wanted. Sigh. Thankfully the ward has a child life worker who checks in with the families offering breaks to weary parents and bringing toys and books to kids in isolation. That made a difference, once Jacob had something to do. But he still figured out how to open the door and try to sneak down the hall. Of course, he had to give me a sly smile while doing it. Little stinker.
Anyway, the outcome of the stay was that we are now the proud owners of an aerochamber and a brand spanking new prescription for a maintenance inhaler and a rescue inhaler. Jake has to take two puffs twice a day to maintain a healthy airway. Thankfully he takes the puffs with the chamber quite well, way better than having a nebulizer. He hated that thing. During the time in the hospital, Jacob's oxygen levels never dropped down below 95% but he did get additional nebulizer time to help even out the rattles in his chest. The doctor (who was fabulous) also got us to give him three more days of baby prednisone once we got home.
Although the hospital stay wasn't a particular highlight of our month, I am very glad that we went. Who knows how bad the asthma would have gotten. Now he is happy, snot free and breathing easy. One other bonus was that I found out that he indeed could sleep through the night (including the requisite middle of the night vital checks). Now if he could only do that at home...
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