Not a good time to be right

It's no secret that we've all been sick in some form since Thanksgiving. Post-Christmas, we had all been better, except poor Grady, who couldn't seem to shake whatever he had. He wasn't sleeping or eating, and starting to wheeze and hack. We thought it was just a cold, but it was bad enough for me to suggest to Jennifer last night that she either call the pediatrician on call or take Grady to the ER.

So off to the ER they went, and I'm glad they did as they've diagnosed Grady with RSV. They gave him some Motrin and a couple of breathing treatments and when they finally returned home he was looking and sounding a little better, but still not great.

Part of our follow up today was to take Grady back to the pediatrician to see how he was doing, and he was doing worse so they've admitted him to the hospital. There he'll be able to get more treatment and hopefully some rest (some rest for Jennifer would be very welcome as well.) I don't know how long they'll be in - I just hope he's able to get better.

We were surprised by the RSV diagnosis, though not shocked. They have an RSV vaccine, but tend to only give it to preemies (like Evan) who may not have the lung support or development to be able to combat the virus. Evan received the vaccine a couple of times his first winter (glad I wasn't paying, it's $1,000 a shot).

So, we're calling in the reinforcements to watch Evan so I can head up to the hospital. It kills me not being able to be there - even though watching Evan is easy (see: play Wii sports).

I'll keep you posted as I know more.