It could always be worse...: While we were at the hospital, we had the opportunity to meet a lot of families. Even though we were going thru hell, there were many parents going through a LOT worse! RSV was rampant and the pediatric floor was packed! Many of the nurses said they've worked there for 10 years or more and never seen anything like this. We especially bonded with two families. I honestly can't get them out of my mind. I almost feel guilty for being able to take my baby home. One thing we learned was it could always be worse!
Stay #2: I had a lot of concerns/worries about going back. I didn't want to go alone, I didn't want to hold him down for the iv, and I didn't want to share a room. I cried the whole way to the hospital. Luckily, we didn't have to go to the emergency room, they knew we were coming and some of my prayers were answered. Brian showed up as they were taking us upstairs, he didn't have to have an iv, and they put us in a private PICU room. I was kicking myself for not giving him a bath at home. The nurse let us bathe and feed him before completely hooking him up. Then, I put Gavin to sleep. Crazily enough, he was happy to see that jail again! Once he was asleep, we stepped out of the room to make a plan. Macie stayed with my parents for the weekend and I sent Brian home to get the computer for me. Then, he was going home to sleep because he had to bartend on Saturday night. As soon as Brian left, they told me they were moving Gavin to another room. I was very upset. They wanted Gavin in isolation and I didn't want my sleeping baby moved. I did not win that battle and Friday night was the worst night of the whole stay! They moved us into a room with a little guy named Christian who was there for a month! Like I said, it could always be worse! His mom was nice, but had a lot of drama! The room was so crowded that there was no where to sleep. At one point, both moms were up in the cribs with the babies. This didn't work for Gavin...he thought it was playtime. In fact, they took us to the playroom at 1 am so he could get out some energy. The steroids started making him crazy! He was so full of energy...he would either throw fits and bite us or laugh uncontrollably! That night I literally got less than 1 hour sleep. I called Brian at 5 am and told him he had to come so I could sleep a few hours before he left again. I left to sleep for 3 hours and then was right back. On Saturday, Gavin had several visitors because he was out of the PICU. Brian's aunt and cousins came as well as my friend, Jamie. He even got some presents! Aunt Poggy was kind enough to stay with Gavin so I could get some dinner. Little things like that meant so much! Later that evening, my mom and Allie came to stay with me. All of a sudden, Gavin's oxygen levels dropped. They had to put him on oxygen which he wasn't a fan of. We were afraid that would prolong our stay, but luckily it didn't!Going Home (For Real): Sunday morning, they told us that he would get to go home. Brian and I were excited at the thought, but honestly we were a little skeptical. We'd been home once and we didn't want to come back! They gave him his last breathing treatment around 8 am and they wanted to check him out at 2 pm. We even took him into the playroom and then checked his levels afterwards to make sure nothing would happen. Everything checked out fine! Brian's parents spent the day with us until check out. Once we left the hospital, I didn't get Macie right away. We learned the hard way from the last time! Gavin and I crashed immediately and Brian ran a few errands. Later that evening, we got Macie. It was so nice to be together again! I kept Gavin home on Monday and Dr. V didn't even need to see him. On Tuesday, he went back to daycare! Bad Habits: While in the hospital, Gavin picked up some bad habits:( He has started biting. He also cries all of the time wanting to be held and we had to break him of the bottle again! Random Extras: There are a few things I don't want to forget about Gavin's stay in the hospital. 1. We brought his glow worm from the home and that seemed to comfort him and help him sleep at night. 2. I sang the song, Masterpiece, to Gavin a lot. In fact, the first time I saw him and I felt so helpless, I just started singing. Gavin immediately responded and it felt so good to comfort my baby boy. 3. The nurses called him "Bam Bam" because he was SOO strong and kept ripping off the wires. Not only did he rip them off, but he would break them. He would also hold onto the bars and we would have to pry him off. He is one strong little booger! Lessons Learned: We've learned so much this last week, but here are the top 3 lessons I'm taking from this adventure. 1. We have a lot to be thankful for! 2. We have a lot of family and friends who truly care for us and would do anything for us. We learned who our TRUE support system is! 3. If someone is going thru a similar situation, don't offer to do something...do it! We are very grateful for all of the offers and we know that people don't know what to say or do, but when you are in a stressful situation like that, you can't make decisions. I know now that the best way to help is to find something to do.