Happy wheezer

Elias has had a cough for a bit more than a week and on the weekend he was quite snotty. Nothing to worry about though. The night between Monday and Tuesday he slept pretty bad but seemed pretty ok in the morning. Then Dave called me around 2 in the afternoon and said that maybe we should have someone look at him because his breathing was quite heavy. He had called an information service before and she had adviced him to go to the hospital, mainly for our peace of mind.

When I got home I was pretty chocked at how heavy his breathing was. He sounded short of breath and was making a wheezing noice. Elias was quite grumpy and we were worried and stressed but after a bit of confusion we had gotten our stuff together and went to the hospital. When we got there we didn't quite know where to go and ended up parking at the wrong end of the site and had to walk pretty far (we had forgotten the push chair of course). When we signed Elias in the nurse immediately could hear that his breathing didn't sound very good and we were sent in to the childrens unit. There they checked his oxygen saturation level to see if he was getting enough air. Then a doctor came and listened to his chest. She said he was what they call a "happy wheezer", that is a baby that has problems breathing but isn't really affected by it. He had been playing and eating as normal all day. She wanted to give him some medicine to improve his breathing and we were sent to another room for that. He had to breathe in the medicine for 30 seconds through a mask and he really hated it. It was quite heartbreaking but at least we knew it would make him better. This was repeated again after 15 minutes and then after maybe 30 minutes the doctor came back to listen to him again. She thought he sounded better but wanted to give him another round of medicine so the whole procedure was repeated again. Breathe in the medicine for 30 seconds, wait 15 minutes and repeat.

While we were waiting for the doctor to come and listen to him again a clown came and visited us. Elias was really mesmerised by her. She sang a bit to him and it was really nice. Then the doctor came back and she thought he sounded good enough for us to go home. The next day a nurse would call and if Elias was worse again she would come to our house and have a look at him. Dave thought he was a lot better yesterday so she didn't come but they agreed that she would call again today and see how Elias is getting on.