Call me Mom-Miserable
And we went to the doctor within 2 hours. And he was low oxygen levels in this blood. And he immediately had to have a breathing treatment (another one--he had one right when he got home with me). And some liquid steroids, right there in the doctor office. And I was told, give him another breathing treatment it 2 hours. And repeat-2 more times. If it still isn't better- bring him to the emergency room. Pronto. The oxygen levels did improve while there--but it was still low.
So, there you have it. I, Mom-Miserable, have done a terrible thing. And then, another by not getting there on time. And now my child is sick. Asthma related, icky breathing stuff that sucks to watch him suffer through (not to mention take care of his needs every 3 hours or so) -- and really I am to blame. I knew he wasn't quite right this morning (just runny nose and a little cough) and STILL brought him to day care cause I had some lame ass, totally, ridiculous item to get done at work this morning... that well, is completely irrelevant compared to my child. And, I still chose IT over my child.
Sigh. Off to get another breathing treatment ready and hold my baby some more. Maybe I can make up for being such a lousy mom.



