Life has been pretty hectic these last couple of days. On Thursday, Mikaela was diagnosed with pneumonia and then on Friday, Darion. Then of course, Friday night Mikaela had an allergic reaction to the antibiotic or the Motrin that she was taking for her constant 103.6 degree fever. I say of course, because in my house somebody is going to be allergic to something. The pediatrician tells me to stop giving the antibiotic and only administer Benadryl to her every 6 hours for 24 hours. Also, I was instructed that if the hives came back we were to take her directly to the ER. Well, guess what? At 10pm Saturday night, the hives came back with a vengeance. We stayed at the ER until 4:30am. They were going to keep her for the pneumonia, but thank God she responded to the triple dose of albuterol breathing treatment. By the way, my daughter is a warrior. She had never had to have blood drawn before, but she handled it like a pro. They had to try in 3 different places, even the wrist area on the back of her hand, and not once did she cry, nor did she even whine. The nurse was moving that needle all around trying to get a vein, and my baby girl laid there like they had given her anesthesia. I was so impressed with her bravery!
Anyway, she's now on the same antibiotic as Darion. However, the hives are still resurfacing every 4 hours. Poor thing! But on a good note, her fever is gone, and she's feeling a lot better, albeit a little tired and drained.
Since the ER visit, I have had to give Mikaela breathing treatments every 4 hours. Talking about sleep deprivation! At about 12:30am after administering a treatment, I went to come down the stairs to go back to bed, and I slid down the stairs. My back hurts, my neck hurts, and I think I might have hit my head, because I had the worst headache. What's the saying...? When it rains, it pours!
But, this too shall pass.
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