Ambulance Ride (hospital, and the croup)

First of all, AnnaClaire is fine and is sound asleep... at the hospital. Please know that she is fine and everything is okay.

Okay. Now that you know that I will go on with my story. Last night was awful. I don't even know if AnnaClaire slept. She was breathing bad, fever, threw up, terrible cough... all night. Mom and Dad tried everything. They debated whether going to the ER, but decided against it. This morning she wasn't doing much better so Mom called the dr and got her in. She and AC were 15 minutes early, but AnnaClaire was gasping for air so they were taken right back. AnnaClaire had a breathing treatment and got a really painful shot. Little Anna Bu has the croup. After more gasping for air, the dr told Mom that she needed to go to the hospital. So Miss AnnaClaire experienced her first ambulance ride. That was a huge hit. Have I mentioned she LOVES ambulances? They got there and were taken to a room right away where the rest of the day was spent, sleepless and miserable, on AnnaClaire's part. She got to play a little in the play room but had to leave for xrays (they thought she might have choked over a toy or something) and it was closed when they got back. Dad had since come home to get some stuff and so he and I went to the hospital (I had just gotten home from school.) I brought AnnaClaire some markers and paper and we colored for a bit and then walked the halls. Then a very nice nurse offered to sit in the play room so AnnaClaire could play. She played a little, watched some Dora and had a poopy diaper. She refused to leave to get it changed (I think she was scared the room would close again), but finally I made a deal with her and we went to Mom for a diaper change. We all went back to the room and AC was just miserable. She wanted to play, but didn't. She discovered the drawing thing where you can erase it... whatever those are called. That held her attention for the longest time. She absolutely loved it. She was still tired and feeling aboslutely crumy, though. After awhile and a little more playing, we went back in her room and got her in jammies and ready for bed. She took a bottle and was "plugged into" her machine. (They wanted to moniter her breathing, which is the reason she's there.) Earlier she was at 91 (it's supposed to be atleast 92). I talked to dad right after we left and she was at 97 breathing rate, which is very good. So she's doing better. She has been awoken a few times... Dad coughed, she had to get her temp taken... it's going to be a long night. Keep AnnaClaire in your prayers! As you can see from the pictures (which are totally out of order), she is really pretty sick and tired... so just pray for her tonight!