I had to take Diva to Children's Hospital today. She has a minor cough for a couple of days. This afternoon she went off on a major coughing fit that didn't quit. I gave her a nebulizer treatment and she got WORSE. I even took her outside in the cool air to see if that helped. No luck. After I exhausted every trick I knew at home, it was time to take her in. She was coughing so hard in the car she was gagging really having a hard time getting her breath. I pulled her out of the car and we ran into the ER.
As we sat down in triage, there was nothing. Not a cough, not a sniffle. There was just a happy go lucky toddler with a smile on her face. The nurse asked why we were there and I told them. They checked her lungs. Fine. They looked at me like I was nuts. Finally she make a noise that sounded like a cough. I gave them the "see she really is sick" look and I swear they wrote down "Mother is a looney" on her chart.
We waited to see the doctor and this toddler was climbing the walls! She was dancing, she was running. It was like she was on crack. She opened the door and took off running down the hall. The doctor came in and reaffirmed what the triage said. "She is fine, lungs sound good". "She probably just has a little cold." We signed the discharge papers and we were outta there.....3 hours later.
I am still shaking my head at this afternoon's events but I am very relieved that there is nothing wrong with her. I really do not get rattled too easily but today I was a little freaked out.
I am having one right now. Lite beer of course.
(Days 7 and 8 Shred are DONE DONE DONE!)