Long Weekend

So, the last time I posted I thought Annabel just had strep throat, well on Friday I took her in to make sure she was going to be okay for the weekend. So, we get to the doctors office and I figure everything is going to be a-okay. We had to wait a while and she was a little fussy, but she I knew she didn't feel good. So we finally get called back and Dr. Madanat comes in, jokes around a bit, asks how she was doing and checks her. Well, he told me she was breathing very fast and... he kind of trailed off and said "Well, lets see how she responds to the breathing treatment", in the very moment I KNEW something was wrong, I began to cry.. I felt stupid, I cried in front of people standing out in the hallway and the nurses, I couldn't help it.

They give her a treatment and Dr. Madanat comes back in to check her again, he tells me she's a little better but he thinks we should admit her, right away I began crying and hard. I told the Doctor I was sorry and he told me it was all going to be okay, that they just want to watch over her. Well, in the mist of what seemed like a dream, he told me that he wanted Dr. Micheal (He is Dr. Madanat's son and the doctor that usually sees her) to look over her since he has been dealing with her. Dr. Micheal came right over (he was at foothill) and came in, he listened to her and said while she is breathing fast they want to do everything to keep her out of the hospital, at this point I had been at the doctors for hours, it was almost 12 and I had been there since 8. He said that he would like to send us home with some steroids and a nebulizer.. but he wants me to come back at 3 that afternoon, before we left they gave her one more breathing treatment and home we went to Daddy.

I got home about 12:30 and she was tired, Sean & I just sat there staring at her, crying sometimes.. scared. No matter how much they tell you it will be okay, it doesn't make it ANY less scary. It seemed like 3:00 took forever to come. Finally, it came and we left (well we left at 2:15) we get to the doctors and Dr. Micheal comes in pretty fast (we had been waiting a while in the waiting room) and listens to her, says she sounds good and he is fine with leaving her with us.. a sigh of relieve! He also sends in Dr. Madanat, who listens and agrees. Dr. Micheal tells us if anything is wrong to call him at anytime and they will take care of her.. As he leaves he turns around and tells us "Don't worry, you guys are great parents". It felt wonderful. I knew we picked a good doctor.

Over the past week she has gotten better, we give her the breathing treatment every 4 hours, now we are down to twice a day. She went from tired and fussy to the happy girl we always knew (see above pictures).

Things have been trying for me and I have been tested as a mom. I have had a really bad cold and a sick baby and a wonderful husband who can't get time off. It's amazing, being a mom I can do things I never thought possible. That little girl comes before me, feeling like hell I somehow was able to coo and smile at her.. and give her everything she needed any time she needed it. I love that girl.. I would die for her. Luckily I am feeling 10x better.

As I write this, I start to tear up.. I never knew I could feel such love for one single person. That instant love, the first moment I laid my eyes on her. When they laid her on my stomach and all I wanted to do was hold her, when she looked up at me with her big beautiful eyes.. I would do anything for her, she is my world and my life.