Holy guacamole, what a week it has been. I’d been looking forward to this week, as we had 3 days of no appointments, no works, just school, hanging out, and working on our house. As we all know (some better than others), we make plans and God laughs.
Bryan and I brought Bennett his favorite lunch (Panda Express) to school Wednesday. Benny was so sweaty when we saw him, but he had just finished up recess. He didn’t eat but a few bites but that’s not unlike him.
After school Bryan brought him over to our old neighbors house to play for a bit while I cooked dinner. When they got back Bennett plopped on the couch and Bryan told me “he’s not acting right”. Ben is “good”, he’s always “good” and he hates telling me that somethings bothering him. Well he had a fever of 102.5. I immediately go into worry-mode, but I know that if his fever got this high this fast he could have a febrile seizure. I gave him Tylenol and checked his oxygen saturation/pulse. With Bennett, and other kids with MD, respiratory infections can turn south, quick. His lungs don’t have the ability to cough as forcefully as others, so he’s at a greater risk of pneumonia. His pulmonologist has told us this countless times. Sure enough, his pulse was nearly 160, and he was breathing about 60 times a minute…. three times the amount a 6 year old should. I think I may have turned off the stove, Bryan put Tucker in his kennel and we brought Ben to the closest emergency room. I was so scared, I just wanted someone to help him, FAST. I feel like such an asshole, I always roll my eyes when we get those calls at work for a kid with a fever…. now here I am, running into the ER in hysterics dragging Ben behind me. They took him in right away, his fever was now 103… they gave him Motrin as soon as they could and tested him for the flu, strep and did a chest X-ray. The whole time Bennett has molded his body to this giant bed, not talking, the only movement is his belly going up and down each time he breathes. I tried to give a quick overview of Bennett and his conditions to the doctor. The X-ray showed some sort of viral infection in his right upper lobe. They gave him a breathing treatment, one nurse heard wheezing, one heard nothing abnormal, and the doctor heard crackles…..
The doctor came in and explained to me that he had made a call to a ER pediatrician, they both agreed that Bennett needed to be observed longer in a more pediatric specialized place. Duh, I’ll take him to Texas Children’s. Well, they suggested Memorial Hermann TMC… because “the one in the Woodlands doesn’t have a pediatric ICU”.
WHAT??? ICU? At that moment I lost it, “it” being any calmness I had left in my body. Don’t worry, Bennett did not need an ICU, it just made sense to have those capabilities just In case they were needed. I told the doctor that all of Bennett’s doctors were at Texas Children’s and requested he’d be taken there. I signed some paperwork in the lobby, a lady who worked at the front desk handed me some tissues. I grabbed one and continued sobbing. Hence the “take the whole box, ma’am”.
Did I mention that he had to be transported by ambulance ? That was an experience of itself. That’s all I’ll say about that 🤨
Once we arrived at TCH, Bennett had finally started talking again and looked SO much better. My mom met us there, because she is a saint and would do anything for her kids and grandkids, heck.. even strangers. My sister was also headed our way, and Bryan was right behind my mom, he went home to get Bennett’s “black blanket” and a few other things.
His fever wasn’t a “fever” anymore, like 99.7 and the lovely EMT reported clear breath sounds to the ER nurse … not sure how you come to that conclusion without using a stethoscope but hey, maybe I’m behind on prehospital medicine. (Heavy sarcasm )
Benny got settled in his room and the doctor came by to check him out. The doctor said that Bennett had all the clinical signs of pneumonia. He listened to Ben, and heard crackles over his right upper lobe. Despite that, Bennett looked back to normal. He ate Chick-fil-A (thanks Grammy!) and kept us entertained. The doctor continued to observe him until about midnight. He said there’s no way you can recover from pneumonia this fast, so he believes the rapid breathing was compensating for his fever, and the breathing caused atelectasis of that portion of his lung. ‘Atelectasis- complete or partial collapse of a lung or lobe of a lung — develops when the tiny air sacs (alveoli) within the lung become deflated.’
The last time the doctor listened to his lungs they were all clear. I’m pretty sure the doctor was dumbfounded, he said “that was some magical Motrin”. In my head I’m thinking, “No, this boys got some pretty awesome guardian angels.”
Bennett is such a trooper, for lack of better words. He said he felt like the “4” smiley face (on a scale of 1-10). I wish I could be as brave as him but I’ll get there. While I was carrying him to the bathroom at the hospital, he wrapped his arms around my neck, smushed his face against mine and told me “you’re the best mom ever”. He took back his compliment shortly after but I’ll take what I can get.
We got back home in the middle of the night … not sure what time.
Bennett had no fever all day until 4pm and it was back at 102. And the rapid breathing came back. I went for the ibuprofen first this time. I had already made an appointment in the morning with his pediatrician, his pulmonologist can’t see him until October. His pediatrician called me herself and said to wait 30 more minutes to see if it improved after Motrin, and it did.
Benny is sleeping soundly… coughing but sleeping like a rock. Hopefully we’ll have some answers in the morning. His doctor is concerned it may have been pneumonia too early to detect on X-ray yesterday. We will see. We’ve had a lot of friends and family reaching out and praying for Bennett, we know God is hearing them. Thank you 🙏
Some where In the midst of the chaos, I told Bennett I’d buy him anything he wanted, it was my way of apologizing to him for him having to go through this. Well, this child dreams big. Bennett got a Nintendo Switch. Which … actually isn’t a bad idea considering he needs to rest and sit still for the next few days.
I see a lot of video games and legos on the horizon for him this weekend. Thankfully he didn’t ask for a forklift.