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It all started with a call from the school that 'Milo was coughing and coughing and needed his inhaler. His asthma was acting up again. The second time in two weeks. So I got to the school with his inhaler and decided to take him to his doctor. The inhaler seemed to be doing it's job while we waited. She saw him, checked is vitals and he seemed to be doing good. We got him some new inhalers and went home. Everything seemed fine.
11:30pm came around and the coughing began again. I could hear the wheezing, and shortness of breath. Not again!! My poor little guy. I hate to see him going thru this. I didn't want to take a chance, so off to the ER we went. It was unusually light at the ER; only a few people were in the waiting room. I checked him in and they wasted no time and took him in right away. He got settled on a gurney and the doctor came in to give him a quick check. It was clear his breathing was not well. He ordered a breathing treatment, check for flu, X-Ray, blood work and IV then went on his way so they could get started. It was then that our nurse came in. She listened to his breathing and let him listen too. He was amazed by this. She was very nice and explained everything very thoroughly. She then came in and gave him a stethoscope of his very own. His face lite up. It was time to get started. They put a mask on him to start the breathing treatment and the nurse told him, "we need to take some of your blood now". He began to make those squealy, whimpering noises he makes when I know he's uncomfortable or scared about a situation. She started to say to him, "come on, you're a big boy, don't be like that", but quickly realized he was not like other 10 year olds that she' probably treated before. Her tone was stern, but quickly pulled back into a softer tone. It was obvious he was overwhelmed. He had this mask on blowing medication into his face and people there waiting around to take test after test. She had all the commotion stop so she could explain to him what was going on. She explained the blood work and how being calm and breathing normally would make it quick and painless. He listened to her and when he was ready they took his blood. She told him, "I am so proud of you! You did so great!" Next it was time for the IV. She explained it all to him, let him touch everything before she did anything. again he was calm and the IV was placed. I told him he was a better patient than me! She took the IV pouch and showed him how to start the drip and she let him do that too. She gave him a scan gun and let him scan his wrist band and all the medications. She told him he was her best patient that day. I was so happy that she was able to keep him relaxed and calm. As they finished up all of his tests, her shift was ending. She came in to tell him she would be leaving and thanked him for being so great and how proud she was of him. He was smiling and happy and told her to have a good night. I'm so thankful for the care she gave 'Milo. It certainly made things a lot less stressful, for both of us! As we sat and waited for his test results he was wide awake, so he watched Minecraft videos to past the time. Around 2:30 the doctor came in to check his breathing again and was pleased it was better. He also told us that all of the tests came back normal and was ready to discharge. We got back home at 3am. He excitedly told Grammy how brave he was and what a big boy he was and proudly told her he didn't cry. All because of one very special nurse :)
