Poorly Girl

She had a high temperature when I collected her from nursery last night. Then in the morning s he just wasn’t herself and was very tired, so I decided to work from home to give her the extra sleep and then go into work as I had a really important meeting in the afternoon. When she woke up though she was just acting really strange. She just cried if I left her at all and kept crawling over to where I was at the pc to be picked up. So we went to the doctors and I felt a bit of a fraud as I was sure they were just going to say she just had a cold. The doctor though only listened to her chest and then told me to go straight to the hospital and that we maybe staying in.

The drive, over 40 minutes, was the longest of my life! I was so worried about her! She was getting worse and worse and when Leigh arrived at the hospital just after lunch she hardly even acknowledged him. She was diagnosed with pneumonia and admitted, we were very worried! Although it was very reassuring being there and they were set up so I could stay with her at all times.

The worst part was trying to get a cannula in her veins so they could administer the drugs. It took two attempts at first, but then when they went to add the drugs later it leaked so they had to strat again. In the end three doctors tried about 15 times to insert the tubing into a vein, using her hands, wrists and feet. Each time we had to hold her down whilst she screamed and cried – the worst thing was that she was just looking at us like we had completely betrayed her, it was awful! Eventually they admitted defeat and gave her one injection in her thigh which would have been easier if they had done it earlier, by then she was so exhausted and upset and every time anyone came near her she just cried, poor little thing!