Daddy To The Rescue!!!

Little man and every baby within a ten-mile radius got the Rotavirus last week and it was a doozy! By Sunday the stomach stuff seemed to have passed and he had begun to develop some kind of upper respiratory thing that the doctor thought might just be leftovers of the virus. However, this morning he woke up wheezing and had difficulty breathing so we took him to the pediatrician where we found out that he has RSV. Those of you who have been reading this blog since the beginning know how fearful we were that he would aquire RSV in the first few months after his birth because his lungs were underdeveloped from the premature birth. The doctor said that this particular case is pretty bad, even recommended admission for treatment, but assured us that it is not nearly as dangerous now as it would have been shortly after his birth. They sent us home with a nebulizer and some albuterol to give to him every three hours and we are supposed to return on Monday for some steroid shots.

THIS IS WHERE IT GETS INTERESTING....I picked up the prescription on the way home and opened the package to load the vial on the nebulizer when Travis looked over and stopped me. He grabbed the package and read the dosage and said, "This isn't right. This is an adult dosage; this is what we carry on the ambulance." He called the pharmacist who assured us it was the right dosage but Travis was persistant and demanded they check the original scrip and sure enough, the pharmacist had read 1.25 as 2.5!!!!!! They were so relieved that we hadn't given him the dosage as it would have resulted in overdose with seizures and possible heart attack! The pharmacist promptly replaced the prescription with the right dosage and even refunded our money in hopes that we wouldn't pursue the matter further. All I can say is that I've never been more greatful that Trav is a paramedic. Praise God for smart daddies!!!! The pictures are of little man and the new fire truck that he got for Christmas.