We put miss Isla went to bed around 7:30, like every other night; but woke me up around 1 in the morning. She didn't have a fever really so I cuddled her for a couple minutes and layed her back down. She awoke again shortly after I fell back asleep. I figured she was fine so I was going to leave her alone for a while - let her work it out herself. She wasn't going to cooperate and just go back to sleep, so I went and got her from her room. She stopped crying after I picked her up, but her breathing was so labored, and she had developed a cough that was very dry and unproductive...even painful sounding.
Kasey and I had never heard any of our kiddos make such a sound, we weren't sure what it was and it kind of scared us. We didn't want to chance it, so I got dressed and took her in. I called Kasey from the parking garage of the hospital and told him that she seemed better and her breathing was almost back to normal, just a little raspy. But we decided that we better just talk to a nurse or doctor about it anyways. Isla and I waited in a room for an hour and a half, with a nurse checking in on us occasionally. The doctor finally walks in and the first thing he said to me is, "It's croup." It kind of threw me off-guard because he hadn't checked her out at all yet. I asked him how he knew, and he asked if she had a fever - not really, if she was fine before we put her to bed - yes... Then she coughed and he said, "Yep, that's croup." I was satisfied after he heard her cough and I had been asked some questions. We sat in the room for another half hour or so, while they administered a cool-mist nebulizer and steriod treatment, then gave me an antibiotic to take home. Her nurse thought that Isla was the cutest, most well-behaved babies she has seen in a long time if not ever (a direct quote! haha) She was very impressed with how she took medicine without any kind of struggle and her fun personality - she got to experience the finger squeezing frustration look that she does - soooo cute!! And when we were walking out, and she asked me to come show Isla to all the other nurses.
2 hours and $800 dollars later...we were all at home and well! :)
Isn't that the saddest thing?? This breaks my heart, but makes me laugh at the same time! She was actually being goofy - she didn't like the mist in her face so she closed her eyes and was making faces... What a trooper! :)