Maddi caught her first cold when she was 2 weeks old and Sean was in the hospital. Oddly, she never really got better. She was on an antibiotic and her sinus infection went away, but she has always had this lingering cough. The last few nights, its gotten pretty bad. She wakes her self up coughing uncontrollably every 30 minutes or so, and coughs until her lips turn blue and she throws up.... ummm...scary doesn't begin to describe the panic I feel when she has these little episodes. Well, I started listening to her breathing a little closer, and sure enough, she had the same wheezing, rattling sound at the end of each breath that Drew has during his asthma attacks. I took her to the doctor and all though it is really rare to be diagnosed this young, he completely agreed with me. She's too young to use an inhaler so she has to take the albuterol in liquid form, but hopefully it will help. I had the hardest time getting anyone to listen to me when I thought Drew had asthma. I first noticed his when he was about six months old. It seemed like we went to a bazillion doctors and even the hospital a few times before anyone was willing to help us. His is now well controlled with daily medication, and he rarely has that terrifying I can't breath situation. The second time around though, the doc seemed to be a little more inclined to help... thank goodness! Of all of our combined human frailties, asthma is the one thing I hoped our children wouldn't inherit. I am usually able to keep my calm, but watching my babies struggling to breath can be so overwhelming. There is also such a since of shame in knowing that your child has a health issue related to your/your spouse's faulty DNA. I'm just glad that we finally know what's wrong because challenges somehow become a little less challenging when given a name.
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I couldn't imagine that happening! Bless you for your patience and strength!
A Mother knows when something is wrong with her babies. I'm glad they agreed with you to get her some meds. I swear docs are so frustrating. When Mom was in hospital this last time, she got really sick and had one small pimple on her forehead. I knew it was Shingles. I told 3 different docs and none of them agreed. Until...the 5th day and by then it was full blown and she had to suffer with it. The doc sort of laughed and said I guess you were right! UGH!
I know that guilt as well girl. Robert was born with a bi-cuspid aeorta and you are supposed to have 3. He also has high-blood pressure and a very bad heart murmur. That is why he couldn't go on a mission. He will eventually have to have open heart surgery. I didn't know any of this until he was getting his physical for his mission. Talk about guilt. And the kids have some other things, not serious, but you know I feel guilty about it. I think we are programmed that way! On the other hand that is just life. Didn't mean to write an epistle!:-) BTW--loved the last pics of cutie-pie Madison.
Great.... one more person I have to listen to when I spend the night....:). Just kidding!
I'm glad you found out what the problem is. That sounds so scary!
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