We’ve spent half of this week in hospital due to Jessica having low oxygen sats and a chest infection. Her sats had been on the low side for the past couple of weeks which we’d put down to her having a cold and a bit of a cough. She seemed fine on Monday morning when she went off to preschool but halfway through the morning, I had a phone call. Jessica’s key worker was concerned that Jessica looked a bit bluer than normal and was quite subdued and wanted me to come in and check. When I arrived, I agreed that she was a bit blue, took her home and called the community nurse to let her know that I wanted to get Jessica checked out in view of the fact that her sats had been persistently on the low side.
It’s at times like this that open access to our local children’s ward is invaluable – within an hour of preschool phoning me, we were in the paediatric assessment unit, with Jessica on oxygen to help bring her sats back up again. She had a chest X-ray (which was clear) and with her temperature going up and down, the doctors decided to give her IV antibiotics in case she had a chest infection (and to prevent any infection getting to her heart and causing endocarditis). I was so proud of how brave Jessica was whilst having her bloods taken and her cannula put in (which thankfully went in on the first attempt – no mean feat with Jessica’s veins!) – she grumbled more about taking the clear plasters covering the magic cream off than actually having the needles put in!
Thankfully after a couple of days being on and off oxygen, and 24 hours of IV antibiotics, she was much better. Her sats are back up into the high 70s and we got discharged on Wednesday to go home with oral antibiotics. Since being home, she’s been fine and has been enjoying having godmummy Gillian come to stay for a few days.
Things I have loved this week:
- Having a little bit of time for myself when my sister took the girls to the park while she was staying with us.
- Making a spring garden in an egg box with Jessica.
- Jessica giving Sophie a big cuddle when it was time for Daddy and Sophie to go home the first night of Jessica’s hospital stay and trying to reassure her. “I’m sorry Sophie, I can’t go home. I have to stay here. I’m sorry. I love you.”
- A few moments of seeing Jessica’s sats up at 87 with a good trace – they soon came back down to more normal levels for her but that was certainly the highest we’ve seen them for some time!
- The amazing care we have had from the hospital staff – they’ve all been brilliant at making sure both Jessica and myself were ok. The NHS isn’t perfect, but it’s certainly something I’m very thankful for.
- Sitting and doing a jigsaw with Jessica once she was starting to feel better.
- Watching Sophie and Jessica sitting together on Jessica’s hospital bed and having a “tea party”. I particularly liked Sophie giving me a saucepan of “tea” and then handing me a saucer to go with it.
- Seeing how happy my girls were to be home together again.
- The card that Jessica’s preschool friends and teachers made for her.
- Sleeping in my own bed with my babies snuggled in next to me after two nights on a fold out bed in hospital. I slept reasonably well considering but it was so wonderful to be home again.
- Catching up with my friend Gillian.