So we've had an interesting holiday. We spent the night of the 23rd in the hospital with Jillian. Her cold had turned into croup and she needed breathing treatments. She was sooo close to having to be admitted to the hospital for a day or two. Which REALLY would have stunk. Since the start of Tyler's issues over a year ago and not knowing if he was going to need brain surgery or if he had something that would kill him, I have turned into one of those crazy people that have to document everything. I have a picture of every time we've been in the hospital, every serious procedure we've had to do. This time it was for my little girl. She had to have two separate breathing treatments, chest x-rays (the thing that keeps little kids from moving looks like a torture device, I felt awful) and she had to be on "wet" oxygen (the hospital's version of a humidifier in her breathing mask). Here are some pictures of our late night adventure (we didn't get out of there until after 3:30 a.m.)
She really did like the popsicles though.
Now they're both sick, although the croup is gone, now it's just really bad coughing and lots of goop, grump and cling times 2. I hope we will all be better soon.