Home day 1.

We managed to stay home for a whole day!  {Sad that has to seem like a big accomplishment!}  The kiddos are doing pretty well.  Not eating much at all.  But drinking, peeing, breathing & sleeping. and thats all I ask at this point.

I did have to hold Logan like a baby once today & threaten him & force him to drink, as we had not made much progress by noon.  But he had 4 wet diapers today & got down almost 3 sippy cups of fluid by day's end.  So he's hanging in there.  I waited to give Logan his first antibiotic dose until this morning.  Just worrying about him being allergic, I couldn't rationally give him a dose & stick him in bed.  So far, so good.  9 more days to go.

Livi had a nightmare around midnight, apparently about them taking her temperature at the hospital.  Was crying "ear beep, beep" over & over in her sleep.  So I got her up & we cuddled on the couch for a few minutes before she told me "I want breathing medicine."  She is just so grown up.  So she had some Albuterol overnight.  Hayden, our "healthy" child got some half way through his nap when he was coughing so hard & couldn't stop coughing to sleep.  He isn't really healthy either.  He coughs & coughs & coughs too.  His lungs have just always been stronger & he is doing better than his siblings with this crud.  And Logan got a treatment after nap when he was inconsolably irritable.  He was content after the treatment, so I'm learning that irritability in him means his chest feels too tight. 

Livi can put the mask on herself!

 And likes to pretend to give Hayden nebulizer treatments too.  Here she is turning it on for him.

I had been sick the weekend before the kids got sick.  Tired, runny nose, body aches.  So I've been thinking maybe I actually had RSV then & that I gave them the RSV.  However, today my lungs feel like someone is standing on my chest.  I have a hard time coughing enough to clear my lungs.  So I'm not sure what I had last weekend, but I think my lungs officially have RSV too.  Just knowing how my chest feels right now, I can't imagine how horrible they feel!  

They played so well today, almost no fighting.  I think they missed eachother so much!  {That & they just really don't have the energy to fight!}  They spent a good hour playing with Livi's doctor kit.  Taking turns lifting up eachothers shirts & listening to eachother with the stethoscope. 

What kills me about the above picture, is looking at Livi's ribs.  Pulling in to breathe hard enough that we can see all those ribs.  I can't believe I literally caught her respiratory distress so well in a picture.

"Beep, beep"ing eachothers ears {taking their temperature}  Livi even pretended to look in Logan's ear,

then took Logan's head with her hands, turned it to the other side & said "Look other side"

& then wanted to "see Go-gun mouth"  "Go-gun Ahhhh" {She wanted him to say "Ahhh" & open so she could look in his mouth like the doctors did to her.}  She managed to get Hayden to comply.

I think I have a future medical professional on my hands!!

Then they found a little tool & wanted to use it to "suck boogers, nose."  They used suction tools to suck Livi & Logans' boogers out at the hospital.  But I had to put a stop to that play as I saw a pending trip to the ER for having something lodged in someone's nose! 

At points during the day when they were playing so cheerfully & nicely I start to think, we're pulling through this so fast. But with that said, any amount of actual physical activity sends them into coughing fits to the extent that they gag, puke or fall to the floor to catch their breath.  Between those events, I feel like we are doing pretty well though.  Then it happens & reminds me we still have a long way to go! They may be starting to feel better, but their lungs have a lot of work to do yet.

 

I need to do a little toy research this week during one of their long, sick 3 hour naps.  I need to find where to buy a highchair for a baby doll.  Because I would say Livi is completely daytime potty trained. And thats what she wanted for learning to "pee a potty" & we promised her.  Today she wore one pair of panties all day & used the potty 4 or 5 times.  Not even a dribble accident.  Amazing!  Just a diaper for her nap. {Which she did pee in, but she napped for a good 3 hours.}  I just ask her about every hour if she needs to go to remind her.  And she either tells me yes or no.  We don't do the go sit on the potty every so often thing.  And she sometimes tells me too.  Though she doesn't necessarily say she has to pee in the potty.  Sometimes its things like "butt owie" or "cake clothes off" {her panties today had cupcakes on them & she called them her cake clothes all day}.  So you have to be ready to take her whenever something she says might indicate she has to pee.  She prefers the big potty to the little ones, but will go in either.  I am anxiously awaiting her next poop hoping she is able to go on the potty like she did at that hospital.  She did pee in her diaper Monday for Jeff, but he said he thinks its his fault, because he just didn't realize what she was telling him all day.  But Tuesday with Grandma GG & today with me she was right back on track.  This whole PT thing is just so surreal. I can't believe she PT herself in the hospital, while on oxygen, suffering from RSV. Its just insane really!  Who does that?!!

Wanting the boys to come listen to her with the stethoscope IN PANTIES!!!