It's the Dreaded RSV

We made it through the first two babies without having to deal with RSV. Unfortunately, Dylan now has two older siblings who are both kinda sick and neither is very good at covering their mouths when they cough. This led to Dylan getting a "cold" at the end of last week. No big deal we thought, "We've had kids with colds before." Still, a couple of days passed and Dylan wasn't getting any better. We decided it was time for a trip to the InstaCare.

After a few minutes with the doctor the diagnosis wasn't a cold, it was RSV. "Your son is going to need to go to Primary's, immediately!" This wasn't a suggestion, it was an order. In fact, the doctor wanted Dylan to go to the hospital in an ambulance. Fortunately, Tara talked him into letting her drive to Primary's - saving us the $200 buck an ER ride in the ambulance would have cost.

We've never taken a child to the ER before. Truthfully, beyond the occasional cold, our kids have been incredibly healthy. It's a different experience to have to sit on the sidelines and watch doctors shove tubes down your baby's throat. It was the only way to clear out his lungs and help him breathe. Even though it makes sense, it doesn't make it any easier to watch.

After a few hours Dylan was back home and sleeping. His cold still isn't completely gone, but we've been a lot better at sucking out the mucus and he's breathing a lot better. Now, we just need to convince Alex not to "share the love" with Dylan in the form of a snotty, wet kiss...