Distancing day 216 was a scary day.
We’ve all had a cough for the last few weeks. They weren’t productive and we haven’t had any other symptoms so we really didn’t think much of them. The cough has run through the family. Jerry, Clara, and Jack have all had it. Laurel got the cough on Tuesday and I got it today.
Laurel was proceeding along like the rest of us except she also has allergies and she had red bloodshot eyes until this afternoon. She was fine and then [ BOOM ] she wasn’t. Jerry was answering work emails and I was reading when my MIL came upstairs carrying Laurel and said all the sudden she was breathing weird.
She was wheezing and breathing really hard and her eyes were pitiful and purple almost. We threw her in the car and rushed her to the ER.
They had to screen us for COVID and the guy asked us if we had any symptoms. I did my Vanna White showcase hand and said “yeah, that’s why we are here.” We checked in and they didn’t even let us sit down before they took her back.
The nurse took us to the room and then the Dr was in within a minute. She ordered an IV, XRay, blood work, steroid treatments, and an IV steroid right off the bat. It all happened really quickly. This is not the first time we have had to visit that ER and I am always very satisfied with the care but this was exceptional.
After all the tests and steroid treatments it was determined that she has bronchitis exacerbated by allergies but, of course, they also tested her for COVID-19. They sent us home with a nebulizer, prednisone prescription, and an order to stay indoors.
She was soooooo brave and didn’t cry when she got her IV or when they took off the IV sticker- which may have hurt worse. She didn’t make a peep when she got her COVID test either. Rock star. All of the nurses were in love with her. Jerry said that might have had something to do with the fact it was only a competition between her and a drunk guy who fell off a horse. I’d pick Laurel every time anyway, but drunk and belligerent dude definitely didn’t stand a chance.