#scariestdayever

We enjoyed Christmas Day to the most. KC had been sick with pneumonia for 10 days prior to Christmas Day, but was on medication for it. He didn’t seem to be getting better but after 3 doctors visits and 1 ER visit we thought he would be on the mend.

Wrong!

Steve got home from work on Christmas night at 11:30, I was up with kc because he was coughing and vomiting from coughing and all around sick with a fever. Steve tried relieving me but I needed to be with him. I remember Steve telling me to go to bed and he would stay up with him. I told him it was fine. Next thing we know, KC starts coughing and throwing up again, this time his fever was 102.5. Steve suggested we go to the hospital, and I didn’t argue.

We got to the hospital at 2:30AM, long story short, after 8.5 hours in the ED, they finally admitted KC with atypical bacterial pneumonia. 3 awfully long days in the hospital.

I entitled this “the scariest thing ever” because I watched my son almost die. He was drowning internally and he was fully infected. If hadn’t been taken in when he did and we waited and did what the doctors said, he would have died. Below is the detailed version of how the one night was that I was alone with him:

After enduring what was the longest night of my life (fully awake for 27.5 hours), I appreciate KC a little bit more. I can’t imagine my life without him, and the bond that we have will never be broke!

Hospital selfies!

FaceTime with Hunter (the hamster papoo got him for Christmas)