It's taken me a week to recover and finally write about our crazy weekend last week. Last Thursday night, Landon came down with a cold, no big deal, but late that night he came out of his room struggling to breath. Wayne ran to him and yelled for me saying Landon couldn't breath and his lips were blue. I know that Landon always gets labored breathing, and wheezing when he has a cold and so I immediately get my breathing machine and give him a treatment. Luckily he fell asleep and he was able to receive a priesthood blessing. His breathing continued to struggle all through the night and I just laid there listening to every breath and would give him a treatment each time it got worse. So early the next morning I took him to Urgent Care where they took blood, gave him a steroid shot, X-rayed him, you name it, they did it. Then the doctor came in and said, he's not improving and we need to ambulance him to the pediatrics unit at Thunderbird Hospital. What???? I tried to stay calm, but on the inside I was crying silent tears. I called Wayne and he rushed over to meet us at the hospital. When we got there, they ran a bunch of new tests and the doctors said he was having a severe asthma attack. ASTHMA!!!!!where did this come from????I had no idea. They continued to monitor him and after no progress, they put him on another ambulance to the Pediatric Intensive Care Unit at St. Joseph's Hospital. I believe this is my worst personal nightmare, I can't even say how afraid for my little boy I was and more afraid I couldn't understand why he wasn't getting better with the aggressive treatments they were doing. When I arrived at St. Joseph's the doctors and nurses were so absolutely wonderful. They loved and cared for him and helped us understand everything there is to know about what had happened to him and what he was going through. I had this awful guilt for not knowing what was happening and not being able to fix it myself like I had in the past. But, I am so thankful for the priesthood blessing he received that night because I thought that I was dealing with something entirely different and he needed that blessing to get him though that night. Landon came home late Sunday night and was finally able to go back to school on Thursday. He is so thankful to be out of the hospital, he would cry every night that he just wanted to go home, over and over again, it was awful. But then again, after they brought him a playstation in his room, he said, "It's kinda fun here Mom, maybe we don't have to go so soon." We are so thrilled to have him back home and have things crazy, chaotic and just normal again. I am so thankful to my Heavenly Father for watching over Landon this week. My own testimony of priesthood blessings was strengthened and I am thankful for all of the prayers that were answered. I feel so much gratitude to our family, friends and our ward who were so giving, supportive and thoughtful, I can't even begin to say thank you to all of them. But just know that every prayer, kind word and deed were so greatly appreciated and I am so thankful to know and have such loving people surround our family. THANK YOU a million times over.
