The only problem was that he wasn't getting better after the treatments. He was just getting worse and worse. Of course. Of course when Brad is gone over-night and out of cell range, Kalvin would have a crazy asthma attack. Again, I was like telling myself, "dont be crazy! dont be paranoid! he is fine. Don't over-react." I gave him some medicine and another breathing treatment and figured I would just put him in bed next to me for the night and just keep an eye on him while he slept. I laid all the boys in bed and as I was getting Jonas to sleep, I was watching Kalvin and he started struggling even more to get breath in and out. He started kicking his legs with every breath, like he was pushing with his whole body and I just got a bad feeling I couldn't shake. So I put Jonas down for bed and decided to just say a quick little prayer to know what to do. I opened my eyes after praying and looked a little closer at Kalvin's face and the poor baby's lips were turning blue. Thats about when I felt like I was going to have a heart attack.
I grabbed the kids and coats and shoes and the baby bag and raced to the car and we were on the road. It is an hour and a half to Reno and that was the LONGEST hour and a half ever! Kalvin was coughing and struggling to breathe so much that he started throwing up. And I couldn't do anything! I couldn't stop, cause we had to get to the hospital, I couldn't take care of him, cause I was obviously driving, so I just had to listen and watch from my rear-view mirror to make sure he was still breathing. It was awful! He threw up probably 10 times before we finally made it to the ER.
Brad texted me as we were about halfway to Reno to say that he was off-network, so his phone would die soon if he left it on, but wanted to check on us. I wanted to to tell him so bad what was going on, but knew that if I did, there was nothing he would be able to do, and he would just lay there all night worrying about us and feeling bad and stressed and I just didnt want to do that to him. (little did I know he was going to be awake all night anyway, because the zipper on his sleeping bag got sutck, so he laid there freezing all night.) I figured I would just text him once I knew what was going on. So I texted him back and told him good night and he turned off his phone for the night. Yeah. |