My Friday morning started out with my little ones waking up and looking a little...off. They didn't seem themselves and I suspected they might be sick however my darling hubby, at 30 years old, had an appointment to get his wisdom pulled and I had to be there the whole time. I felt like I had no choice but to drop them off at daycare and run out of there before they had a chance to look at them closely. Geez I wish my mother lived in town. But I figured if they did get sick I could get them after my darling was out of surgery. Above you see his x-ray, notice the lower right tooth (left in the picture) and how it came in sideways buried in the jaw bone up against a nerve. Fun! Just so you can truly appreciate this I have included a closer up picture of that tooth with an arrow pointing. Ouch huh? After warning us that this tooth was so close to the nerve that there could be some temporary nerve damage they sent me away to put him under. Thanks for that tid bit to worry about while I wait. They put him under with an IV and the extraction ended up taking twice as long as they anticipated. Three of the four gave them quite a bit of trouble. This is him post op. He'd like me to tell you that he doesn't always look quite so horrible. He didn't bother to do his hair or shave and he's quite out of it. In fact he pretty much doesn't remember anything that happened during this time.
I took him home, got him his meds and pureed him something to try to eat then went in to work for an hour. I'd missed a lot because of visiting Dad and my kids getting sick during Christmas so I was going to email myself a bunch of stuff to do from home. I checked in at Daycare and they confirmed that the boys didn't look great so they called as soon as they woke and I got them. Sawyer (the youngest) seemed the worst. He was lethargic and his breathing was rapid and labored. I immediately gave him a double Albuteral breathing treatment but that didn't seem to help so I called the Pediatrician. They were booked so it was off to urgent care with him, leaving my dazed husband to monitor the 3 year old. Urgent care seemed to be less than urgent and took forever. I seemed to be the only one urgent in the place. Maybe we all think our issues are most important but I had a labored breathing baby!
And here is my husband with frozen peas on his face. Isn't he cute? Poor guy has some major dental work done and he has barely complained at all except to tell me how quickly food has gotten boring. Not only didn't he complain, he saw how freaked out I was getting because the kids were so sick and he sits me down and tries to give me a back rub! What a man! Plus my guy had to work an 8 hour day on Sunday, he is truly amazing. I don't know what I'd ever do without him. I promised him I'd post a good picture of him in another blog lol.