This past week was quite a week for our family.

My sweet baby girl was admitted to the hospital Tuesday evening for RSV.
It all started last Friday when she developed a really yucky sounding cough. She seemed ok other than that and I knew Jake had a cold the week before so I thought she had a touch of that.
She wasn't getting any better so I finally took her to the doctor on Sunday morning. I wanted her to be seen before the week started. Sure enough, she tested positive for RSV. There is not much you can do for RSV. It just has to run its course. They did try a breathing treatment in the office that morning and it did help a little so she sent us home with a nebulizer and told us to try the treatments every couple hours.

Baby girl did pretty good with it, but still wasn't getting any better.
By now she couldn't keep her bottles down and she developed a fever. I thought she perked up a little Monday evening though and was hoping she was on the mend. Tuesday she seemed to get worse again, but thankfully we were already scheduled for a recheck at the doctors office.
They listened to her and did chest x-rays (which were pitiful to watch) and said they could do nothing else for her and that she needed to go to the hospital. My heart just stopped. I couldn't believe it!
We came home, got all our things together and we were on our way.
I just couldn't believe that we were on our way to the children's hospital. I wanted her to feel better, but didn't expect to have to admit her to the hospital!
Well, Wednesday came and by the afternoon time, she was at her worst. She was dehydrated and needed an IV started. Poor thing had to get one in her little head because the veins in her legs and arms were collapsed. My heart just couldn't take anymore. I was hurting for my baby girl. She was sooo sick.

They had to put a cup over it so she wouldn't mess with it. Poor thing!
They did more chest x-rays and now they were showing a spot of pneumonia on her right lung. She also developed an ear infection too!

She had been through so much! I didn't leave her side.
I wasn't seeing much improvement at all except when they would suction all the junk out of her lungs. They call it deep suctioning. It wasn't fun to watch her have this done, but it was the only thing I saw that gave her some relief after it was finished.

By Thursday she was definitely better. Still not 100% (she still isn't), but a ton better. She didn't have a fever anymore and for the most part kept all her milk down. The doctor said that it could still take a while for her to feel all better, but we were discharged Friday evening and were so happy to be home. Since Friday we have been trying to rest and enjoy our time around the house. We are so thankful for all the doctors and nurses and teams of respiratory therapists that worked so hard to make sweet Brooklyn better. We had so many people praying for us and for that we will always be grateful!
I love you Brooklyn bear and am so glad you are getting better!
You were so brave and were such a trooper through it all!
I am glad we are HOME!
Love, Mommy
XOXOXOX