First trip to the ED
At 11:50 last night I looked at my clock and thought “Wow, I can’t believe I haven’t fallen asleep yet.” Then, at 11:59 I heard Carver cough. We both heard it. By the second cough we were both heading straight for Carver’s room, Ethan for his crib and me for the inhaler. Turns out it wasn’t an asthma attack, but “just” croup/strider. Its funny how in hindsight I can say “just,” but at the time, my little baby couldn’t breathe. Not knowing it was croup, we tried the albuterol and when it didn’t help, at 12:04, Ethan had us heading out the door to the hospital. 3.5 hours later we came home, Carver breathing well with a steroid in his system. This wasn’t Carver’s first croup cough, but definitely the worst. I mean, he really couldn’t breathe. Next time we’ll try some cold air or turning on the shower, but I’m glad we went in… just very ready for my head to hit the pillow!
