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Oh my goodness what a weekend! Warning this is a venting letter so ignore if you

want but man does it feel good to get it off my chest. So we got out of the

hospital last Wednesday and Aiden had already started coughing. I am sure

something we picked up in the 4 days + er visit that we were in the hospital.

Gwynn started coughing a couple days later. Aiden is getting progressively

worse. I waited longer than I would have with Gwynn since at this point we have

no reason to believe Aiden has a PID. Yesterday was my sisters high school

graduation(BOY does that make me feel old, I am 9 years older). Aiden started

sounding a little wheezy around noon and I said I was concerned. My mom kept

telling me he was fine. I was not sure but decided I could wait a little while.

By last night Aiden was using his whole stomach to breath. I told my mom I was

going to take him in and again they thought I was overreacting so to placate

them I called the nurse line only to have the nurse

basically yell at me that if he was using his stomach muscles he was in

trouble. So I went into the ER since by now the urgent care was closed. This was

my 3rd trip to the ER in 8 days, (Gwynn has been in the hospital 3 times in 8

weeks). His o2 levels were at 86. So nebs and steroids and home and all day he

has been struggling. Even after a neb he is still wheezy and I am a little

nervous to wait until his follow up tomorrow morning but am trying to hang in

there. He is eating etc. but it is so hard to see such a little baby struggle

for air. Gwynn stayed in bed all day and is not feeling that well and I am now

coming down with whatever bug this is. To make all of this worse my god father

had offered to drive me home with the kids since it was in the middle of the

night when we finished at childrens and my second night in a row with no sleep.

We live about an hour from the hospital. So he drove us home. This although was

a nice thought, was not helpful. He sped the whole

way, I asked him to slow down twice(which he did but then sped up later) and

then he missed a stop sign. Later while going through heavy rode construction in

a rain storm turned to early and ended up in the construction and hit a 8 foot

dirt pile going about 30. My neck is so sore and I was so worried the kids were

injured but they seem fine now. Thank god for car seats. He barely apologized

and I am not sure if he was just embarrassed or what. He has always been a good

driver so I am not sure what got into him. I will never allow him to drive my

children or me for that matter anywhere again. I just feel sick still about what

could have happened.

I got home to find out that my dog is ill and has this is gross (severe

diarhea) and in a great dane there is almost nothing worse. so I am at my wits

end. This is besides the fact that we are having a bit of a financial crunch,

who isn't these days but with the kids so sick the last couple months and the

fact that our second car is on the fritz has meant that my husband has had to

miss some work. Eating at the hospital, parking and prescriptions are taking

there toll.Not to mention all the extra gas, ouch. I am so ready for a nice

long vacation like to Jamaica or something.

ok, breath , just breath.

arrrrrhhhhh

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