My phone kept buzzing in my pocket. Anyone who would call me knows I’m at work, why do they keep calling? It was Craig, I excuse myself and take the call.
“Something is wrong with Gannon, he woke up and is really sick. He can’t breathe.”
I hear Gannon gasping in the background. I tell Craig to call my mom and take him in right away.
I call my mom, Craig must have already called her, she’s on her way over already.
That’s it. That’s all I know for a good while. I finish up a few things I’m working on, I turn my phone on loud. After about 20 minutes, curiosity gets the best of me. I call my mom for an update.
“I can’t talk now, we are having the ambulance meet us in Calmar.”
Most of the rest of this story is relayed from mom and Craig.
Gannon had been fine all day. He coughed once or twice MAYBE but was his happy goofy self.
He didn’t nap, we had a big day so he fell asleep on the couch for about 15 minutes around 6 pm.
He woke up and couldn’t breathe, he was coughing and gagging so hard, just from what I overheard on the phone it sounded like the worst croup I’d heard. As an ER nurse, I’ve heard a lot of bad croup.
Mom said she got over there and Gannon was the sickest she’d ever seen either of my boys. She said Gannon’s color was not right. They decided they just needed to go now. Mom drove, Gannon could not catch his breath or stop coughing until all of a sudden he was totally silent a few minutes into the car ride.
Then, at some point, he went unresponsive, totally pale. His eyes rolled back, Craig tried to sternal rub him to wake him up, they were yelling at him, they couldn’t wake him up. They called an ambulance to meet them and mom kept driving.
Both mom and Craig said they thought they would have to do CPR on him.
They finally got to where they were going to meet the ambulance.
Mom called me and updated me. I guess after she got off the phone with me, Carver said “You’re doing a great job, Jo.” Mom told Carver to watch for the lights to see when they were coming.
Gannon woke up and said, “Ambulance?”
And just like that, he was awake. He was still not breathing well, he was pale and lethargic but mom and Craig felt safe enough to keep driving.
I guess Gannon was pretty out of it the rest of the way but was at least responding and somewhat awake.
I, of course, didn’t know any of this. It was a LONG 20 minutes waiting to hear anything back.
Mom and Craig were so relieved, he looked so much better than he did but his breathing was still not great and he was still pretty lethargic when he got to the ER.
They gave Gannon steroids and racemic epi and some time to come around.
The boys are home now, I’m so thankful for my friends and colleagues who helped us out in the ER/Ambulance crew. Mom and Craig both say that’s the most scared they’ve ever been in their life. I feel so bad I wasn’t there to help them or be with Gannon.
Mom and Carver went and got a little toy to play while they were waiting. Craig sent me a few selfies.
I guess on the way home Gannon said several times, “Grandma, I’m all better now!”
We still aren’t totally out of the woods, Gannon is still croupy and Carver started coughing as soon as we got home too. My boys usually need a few rounds of steroids to get over croup.
Also, my boys are no stranger to croup. Craig has heard a croupy cough, so has my mom. This was nothing like they’d ever seen before. Even the coughing/gasping I heard over the phone was very scary.
And just some food for thought, please support your local EMS. Can you imagine calling 911 in a situation like this and there was no ambulance, no paramedics coming to help? These people quite literally risk their lives, give up so much of their time just to be there when you need them. Please, please, thank a first responder today. Thank your ER nurses and doctors, I’m so thankful for the team that was on to help Gan.
OOFDA! There’s some drama to start your day! Hoping for a chill day home with my sick boys.