Another Trip to the ER

On January 9th, we put Beanie to bed like any other night. He was in perfect health and fell asleep around 9 PM. Dustin and I spent the remainder of the evening together and headed to bed around 11.

At 12:51, I immediately shot up out of bed after hearing Xavier struggling for breath. I don't know why or how I heard him but I did and frantically ran to his bedroom while screaming for Dustin to wake up. It sounded like X was choking but when I got to his room, I could tell that it was something more. His breath was labored and quick and he was having a coughing spell that sounded like his airways were blocked. We tried calming him down so that he could focus on breathing but he became upset when we turned the lights on and only got worse. After giving him a sip of juice to see if it would clear out his throat, he violently vomited allover himself and Dustin. We decided in that moment to rush to hospital. 

As we got in the car, his breathing seemed to slow and he kept assuring me that he was ok. "Mommy, I ok" he kept saying over and over :)

When we arrived at the hospital, his cough was still "bark" like but his breathing sounded much better. The ER was bare, thank goodness, so he was seen immediately. Within 5 minutes we had a diagnosis: croup. This is the second time he has had croup but this time it seemed to hit much more quickly and violently. I was a terrified wreck. 

They gave him the steroids and watched him for 30 minutes. 90 minutes and $250 later, we were given the all clear and we headed home.

Xavier slept with me that night and he did beautifully. He didn't so much as cough one time. I was so relieved :) There is nothing scarier than watching your baby struggle for breath!!

He woke up the next morning as happy as can be. He was already back to his normal self! Thank God for modern medicine!