Last night was a long night! I kissed David goodbye as he left for work and finished watching a show online. Checked all the kids -like I always do. Everyone is fine. Go to my room and just as I am about to turn off the light Tyler wakes up. He is gasping for air. That's the only way I know how to describe it. He is trying to take a breath, but it just isn't happening. I try to calm him, thinking he is just having a bad dream. He starts to get a terrified look in his eyes and the breathing gets worse. I try not to freak out. Called David, who had only been at work for maybe 25 minutes. I just keep saying "Do you hear him?" I'm not sure if he swallowed something and it's stuck in his throat or what is going on. I just knew his airway was constricted somehow. David tells me to take him to Urgent Care. No way! I called 911.

I didn't want to strap him into a car seat and not be able to hold him if he was not able to breathe. They responded very quickly and before I knew it we had 2 police cars, a fire engine and an ambulance at my house. Ryan had waken up and was very excited to see all the guys here at the house. I'm answering a million questions, while trying to get Tyler to take a breathing treatment. He wanted NO PART of any of this, by the way. He was screaming while trying to take breaths. He was hooked up to machines, and Ryan was just having great conversations with any of them that would listen to him. They gave him a steroid shot and that seemed to help. That and the breathing treatment. He finally settled down and started breathing better. They still wanted to take him in and make sure there wasn't anything stuck in his throat.

David called and I told him we were going to the hospital. So he had to come home. I asked Ryan to go wake up Michael. He couldn't get him to wake up so one of the fire fighters had to go in and wake him up. Apparently Michael was not happy about being woken up as he informed me today that he yelled at the guy! Anyway, off we go to the hospital. We had to stay for at least 2 hours after the breathing treatment to make sure he didn't start breathing wierd again. The doctor finally came in after 2 1/2 hours and said he has croupe. What? But he hasn't shown any signs of sickness at all! He was just fine all day, playing outside, no coughing, no fever, no symptoms of him feeling the least bit under the weather. The Dr. said it is normal for this to happen and they get a lot of kids brought to the ER by ambulance for this. That made me feel a little better... But I am still amazed at how it just happened so quickly! 5 kids and none of them have ever had croupe! It was so scarey!! We finally got home and fell into bed at 5am. David went back to work. So, I guess I feel better knowing I wasn't crazy for calling 911. It was reassuring to know that they see it alot. I am the type of person that doesn't take my kids to the doctor unless it is bad!! Or I know they have an ear infection and they just need the meds. I almost felt bad for wasting the time of so many people, but knowing that it was normal and I wasn't the only mother out there that didn't know what was happening made me feel better. Tyler is doing much better. You wouldn't even think he was sick. They gave him an oral steroid that they said should last 2-3 days. Long enough to get him past it. It's working like a charm!
On another note. I got a job this past week. Kinda crazy... I walked into a Liberty Tax office and asked if they were hiring. I thought "How hard could it be to prepare someone's taxes? I had a business for almost 12 years, can't be that hard. Doesn't the software just show you how to do it?" Well, they basically hired me on the spot and told me I needed to pass 3 test before I could be a preparer. They already had their classes, so I missed that opportunity to learn about tax laws and other 'boring' stuff. (lol...) I called our friend (and accountant) Jason and asked if he thought I could do it. He said yes, and then followed it up with 'You may wonder how I do it every year after you see what it is I do.' Again, my overconfidence kicked in 'Can't be that hard!' I took the first test on the banking procedures and passed on my first attempt! Oh yeah, feeling really confident now! I didn't have any study materials, I just logged onto the IRS website and pulled up a publication on tax filing. That is all I had. I logged on to take the Level One Certification Test. I knew it was timed, but when I logged in I didn't hit the 'I agree' or 'I disagree' button, so I didn't think the time had started. I got busy talking to David, doing other stuff on the internet and when I clicked back on it, the time was ticking down. Oops! I only had about an hour left. I went ahead and opened it and when I read the first question... all that confidence flew out the window! I read a few questions and decided I should probably read a bit of the publication first before attempting the test. So I logged out. The publication is almost 300 pages long. Ugh! Anyway, I took the 2nd test and passed it. Then I went back to the Certification test. It was so long!!! It took me 3 1/2 hours to take the test! David had to calm me down a few times. I was so frustrated! I would start saying I couldn't do it and he would come over and have me read him the question and help me stay calm while I found the answer. I so appreciated him that night! And... I passed!!! Woo Hoo!!! So, the owner called me the next morning and congratulated me and asked me to start that day. So, I started last Friday. During Saturday's mtg the owner asked if I was comfortable being there alone yet. Ummm... NO!!!! I had only been there 4 hours and only done 3 of the 18 practice returns I'm suppose to do. I have to say, I am scared! My confidence does increase with each practice one I do, but I just don't want to freak out in front of a client! That would be BAD! So, wish me luck on my new job!
We also put an offer on a house yesterday. I'm pretty sure we won't get it. It just went on the market Thursday, we looked at it that evening. Our realtor went out of town and got back Saturday morning. We went and looked at it again and by the time we submitted our offer -that morning- there were already 3 offers on it! We knew it would go fast! But we went ahead and submitteed one anyway. You never know. Hopefully we get it, but I am not planning on it. Can't get my hopes up. But I REALLY REALLY want it!!!!!
1 comment:
where are you looking for a home? Are you trying to stay in the ward? What did you do with your house in CA?
Post a Comment