A long, sick week.

This has been the longest week since Tessa was born. My poor baby has been sick all week. I already posted about the fact that we went to the doctor last weekend, then ended up in the ER on Sunday. Well, Tuesday we did a follow up with Dr. Natalie and she said to stop the prednisone because she had been on it long enough and to stop the antibiotic because her ears looked fine. We figured she must have been misdiagnosed in the hospital with the ear infection. We had to keep up with the breathing treatments every 4 hours which has been a nightmare. Tessa just screams and throws herself around and whips her head back and forth to keep the mask off of her face. I finally took the mask off and just let th medicine blow toward her without having the mask on, but I didn't feel like she was getting much medicine that way so we went back to the mask. By Thursday night, she was really not herself, she was really irritable and really lathargic, wouldn't sleep, wouldn't eat, wouldn't suck her thumb and she just worried me. Friday morning she was even worse and running a fever, so I called back to the doctor's office again. Dr. Natalie wasn't in, but we got an appointment to see another doctor in the practice. By the time we got in, she had a 100.9 fever and could hardly hold her head up. The doctor checked her out and said she had a double ear infection. So apparently, she was not misdiagnosed, her previous ear infection just cleared up quickly and we should have stuck with the antibiotics. Now we're back on the meds and she is FINALLY doing better. She is much more like her old self again. Last night, she was jumping like crazy in her jumperoo (which lately she just sits in and hangs there) and she was laughing and playing with David and I. We both couldn't stop saying how wonderful it was to have our Tessa back. It feels like so long since she's really been herself, that we are appreciating her laugh and her smile more than ever.