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We caught it!

During Jaxson's 2 month doctor appointment I lifted his blanket to make sure he was okay - that's when they think he caught the virus - 5 minutes in a waiting room could have cost our son's life.  I have been told by several doctors that we are lucky he's alive, I am SO grateful he is!  That check up was on a Tuesday, I noticed he wasn't well on Wednesday, I took him to the doctor on Saturday night stats were good; Monday morning I dropped him off with my SIL went into work and got a call (it's always scary when the person who is caring for your child calls), Laura noticed he was struggling to breathe and told me I needed to take him to the doctor again.  We went to the doctor, she was right, his stats were horrible, he was working REALLY hard to breathe  - they called us an ambulance and sent us to Primary Children's ER.  He was admitted to the ICU to be monitored on a "high flow" cannula, once he was settled in he hadn't improved so they put him on the C-PAP, still no improvement.  Not even 24 hours of him being in the hospital they decided to intubate him, it was THAT bad.  He was intubated for 4 days - I don't know if many know this, I didn't and I wish I would have had the warning, while he was intubated he was mute.  He'd cry without a cry, cough without a cough - it's the hardest thing to see.  They had him sedated so he wouldn't pull out the tube and was on morphine for the pain, he slept, a lot.  He needed to.  We were told Thursday that they thought Friday would be the day they would extubate him and move him out of ICU, I waited all day Friday-nothing.  I went home for the night (ICU doesn't have a place for parents to stay) and a few hours later received a call from the hospital, they were going to extubate him!  Austin and I jumped in the car and sped up to the hospital.  When we got there his tube was out!  They were giving him a treatment to reduce the swelling in his throat-his cry was horse.  The saddest, cutest thing I've ever heard.  We couldn't hold him the whole time he was intubated - that night I squooze the heck out of him!  I had my baby back!  Early the next morning I ran up to the hospital to hold him again and they decided he was ready to be moved out of the ICU!  He was on his road to recovery at that point, the worst was over!  The next task we had was to get him to eat, I think he had PTSD (still does a little), he wanted nothing to do with bottles, but loved his binky... the doctors and nurses were really worried since he had lost weight - Sunday evening was horrible for me, the nurse wasn't telling me what was going on in layman's terms and was very abrupt.  She was forcing Jaxson to eat more than he wanted which was making him miserable and he would just cry after, she did it all night - my anxiety got to me, it had been a long week and I didn't want to see him suffer anymore... luckily the doctor the next morning was awesome and super sweet - he wanted Jaxson to go home as much as I did, he cleared him to come home and by noon we were on our way home!  

He is still sick, but SOOOOOooo much better than he was.  He came home with the cutest little personality, he smiles, laughs and tells us stories.  He is still struggling on eating once in a while, but the doctor told us as long as he's hydrated, don't worry.

Here are some photo "highlights" of the week - 

Riding in the ambulance

in the beginning - PCMC ER

Jaxson on C-PAP - caused a bald spot

Right after he was intubated

His sad face he'd give me - it still makes me cry

Right after he was extubated - daddy couldn't wait!

Saying goodbye to his crib mobile friends - he talked to them all the time

Home at last!

Helping mom work

Trying out the highchair we came home to - not stable enough yet