



Oh my………..once again we spent the weekend at the doctor’s office…blood work, chest xrays, rsv testing. And once again my heart is broken for my little boy. :(
Early last week we took Zay to get tested for allergies. Because of his age we were only able to get tested for indoor allergies. Results – he’s really not allergic to anything. He had a minor reaction to dust mites, which convinced the allergist that he should be put on Zyrtec to help control any that would be in his environment. Right or wrong…I put my foot down and said no. I just didn’t feel right putting Zay on ANOTHER medicine for something that he had a ‘minor’ reaction to. We will be taking the preventative measure around home to try to ease his exposure to dust mites, but I’m just not convinced that Zyrtec is the answer. We did run this past our doctor, and he advised we could hold off on this as well.
After further discussion, we decided that it was time to once again see if we could cut out the albuterol breathing treatment. (We did try to eliminate the albuterol when Zay was 6 months...we wound up in the ER with low oxygen levels, labored breathing, etc.) We’ve been doing albuterol and another daily breathing treatment every morning for months now. This is quite time consuming and challenging with an almost 10 month old! Our doctor advised that cutting out the albuterol would be fine, as it should really be given only as needed anyway.
This happened Thursday…we were in the doctor’s clinic by Saturday morning. Not everything Zay was dealing with was because we cut out the albuterol, however the main concern was chest retractions, his oxygen level and how hard he was working to breathe. This was only added to by the 103 degree temp and what we think is another start to a double ear infection. My little guy wouldn’t even raise his head off my chest while I was holding him.
So…we once again got the works done. The worst part……..my poor baby in one of these “torture devices”. I know that they have to do something to make him stay in one place, but this is Zay’s 3rd chest xray since he’s been born and every time they squeeze him into one of these things I’m as traumatized as he is! And Shane is just plain furious with the fact that our little boy has to go through all these procedures.
(this isn’t Zay…just a picture I found off the internet. I was much too emotional to get a picture of our little guy!)