It has been a while since I last posted on here. I have a lot to go over. So enjoy this long post.
Starting at the beginning. My new job didnt work. I was harrassed, went to the HR Department and told them about what was happening, and was told that there was absolutely nothing they could do for me until I was on the call floor. THIS being said 2 days after the meeting that we had saying they at a 0% harassment policy. NO Harassment was accepted...
*cough cough bullshit cough cough*
so I quit there, and was able to be completly reinstated back at my current job that I have been with for 15 months.
Next set of news. Kupo(my black fluffy cat) ripped open a bag of kitty littler and proceeded to take a nice big CRAP on it, in the living room. So Josh got way mad and threw her outside on the porch. She ran away and was gone for 2 days. Then one night we had our bedroom window cracked open for airflow...and I woke up hearing something pawing at the blinds and meowing. Seems Kupo wanted to be home.
And since coming home she has beeen a pretty good kitty...so HA! Bet she got her butt beat outside and realizes that she much rather live in the house. :-)
Next item of business...VINCENT HAS CROUP! OMFG.
For about 2 or 3 days I noticed he was sniffly, but I was doing what I thought was right and putting saline drops down his nose and sucking them boogers out.
Friday night(last friday...the 21..yesterday) Josh and I went and saw Pirates of the Carribean(GREAT MOVIE) and left Vincent with a sitter. We thought he was teething or something because he had been fussy gus for the past 2 days, and each time we gave him teething tablets and a bottle he was fine.
We got back to the babysitter around midnight, and he sounded horrible. He had a very hoarse sounding cough, was crying and it sounded so pathetic, and he had a fever(top was 101.6, went down to 99.4) and so I felt like a horrible mother thinking I should have known he was sicker than just the sniffles. I should have known he wasnt teething(he is 15 weeks almost) and all this crap. I started bawling, and knew I had to get him to the emergency room.
So we went to the hospital where he was born. We got there, told them his symptoms, they heard how he sounded and were like "Croup". But his heart rate was pretty high and all this happy crap, so they ordered a chest X-Ray to be on the safe side.
The x-ray comes back and the doctor is slightly alarmed because he says Vincents heart is a little bigger than normal. Let me hear it people...shit shit shit shit shit shit shit....Josh(hubby) has a heart condition that was caused by his mother doing drugs while pregnant. We had a special ultrasound while I was pregnant to see how Vincents heart was and everything was perfect. Perfect perfect perfect. Now my son is horribly sick with croup, has a fever, we are giving him purified, humidified air and I am now being told he could possibly have something wrong with his heart.
SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT(and pardon my french people, it was a BAD night).
I totally have a complete comeapart...and Josh is scared too but held it together for me. I called my Grammy(take note people, its like 3am when I call her...but I needed SOMEONE to talk to...and she got scared right along with me) and I had left my mother a voicemail(she is in Montana right now) and she called the hospital and talked with me. I was crying, freaking out, worrying that my son may have something wrong with him...I was so scared.
THANK THE LORD THE OTHER JOB DIDNT WORK AND I HAD MY JOB WITH INSURANCE. God works in mysterious ways, and I bet he knew I needed to stay with the insurance. Granted the new jobs insurance would have been better, there was no coverage for 90 days. Vincent wouldnt have been covered. So thank god the job didnt work out.
Any who...back to the hospital. Because of the chest X-ray they did an EKG on Vincent and decided he needed to be taken, in ambulance, to the childrens hospital(this is the same hospital Josh has been taken care of all his life, thru his 5 open heart surgeries and everything...awesome hospital...parents worst nightmare tho)
So I am right on that ambulances BUTT to get to the hospital. We get there, I immediatly park my car and am right outside the ambulance before it is even completly stopped. I was a mother on a mission, You CANT keep me from my babies(hubby went on ambulance with Vincent).
**Side note...Josh wanted to come in the car with me because he was worried so much about me too. But I told him there is no way we are leaving Vincent alone, not even for a minute. I also liked the drive, listening to Nickleback's new cd on full blast and screaming...very theraputic...**
So we are now at the childrens hospital, and they hook vincent up to the bloodpressure taking thingy, attach the oxygen testing thingy to his toe...and monitor him for 2 hours. They also looked and the EKG results and X-ray from cottonwood and say that the heart xray may have been taken when vincent was inhaling and the heart was in the middle of a beat...and there were other things they said could have caused the heart to look a little large. But they say he isnt out of the woods yet.
They told me to have another X-ray done Tuesday at his pediatricians to see what it looks like. If anything, its back up to the childrens hospital for a battery of tests.
They say that they also arent too worried about the croup because while it is bad, vincent was resting comfortably on the bed(take note im laying right next to him, on the bed, hand on his chest, and making sure he is breathing even tho I know monitors would sound if he wasnt) and wasnt a screaming mess. He hadnt been fed in like 5 or 6 hours and was being pretty good, considering the fact he was awake most of the time. But they told us HUMIDIFIERS, keep a close eye on him, have a chest x-ray done tuesday, come back if symptoms get worse or something doesnt seem right.
So Here is to a whole lot of praying, hoping, and wishing that nothing is wrong with his heart. My family has a heart condition called Marfans Syndrom(sp?) but I dont think he would have it. Josh has his heart condition, but we believe it was caused by drugs and drugs alone since no one else in his family seems to have heart problems. So I am scared out of my mind, and am trying to be a strong mom for Vincent, and a strong wife for Josh. I think Josh may be more scared than me, because he knows more of what it means to have a heart condition.
God, I hope everything is ok.
I am going to bed now. Pray for Vincent please.