Doctor What's-his-name Rules!

What a night! We knew Jackson was having an Asthma episode. It started on Friday. We have all the right meds to manage it at home. So we thought. Last night, he went to bed wheezing and although he slept, it was very restless sleep. His breath was shallow and he was purring and mewing like a kitten. It was a strange sound to describe. I asked him later if you had any dreams last night and he told me he dreampt that bees kept stinging him in the back. Bill slept (or non-slept rather) with Jackson until 6 am, then I took over. I listened to him breathe for about 15 minutes and then yelled for Bill to start packing a bag. His puffer obviously wasn't doing its job.

It was 7 am by the time we got to the hospital. Jackson is very accustomed to the routine so he's very compliant with the nurses. When we were being registered, he saw a black EMT. He said, "why is that man that color?" I said he was black. Jackson said out loud, "he's not black, Mommy, you got the color wrong, he's BR-OW-N." The man heard and gave Jackson a big smile. Then when we went into the waiting room, there were two black boys about Sage's age. They were twins. Jackson said "Mom, there's two brown boys." I love the curiousity of a child....so innocent. We waited for a little more than an hour. Not a bad wait at all. Then we got a great ER room. It wasn't a bad morning at all. Jackson is so good in these situations. One of our neighbors was in the ER with her mother, who was brought in from her nursing home in the middle of night. So we got to visit a little.

The doctor who attended Jackson was outstanding!!! He walked in the room singing "I'm going to Jackson, going to mess around, I'm going to Jackson, look out Jacksontown." Well, he won us over right there. He had us at Johnny Cash. Bill sings that song all the time around the house. Even Sage knows most of the words "We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout."

The doctor pretended to get all his body parts mixed up. He examined Jackson's toes instead of his ears, etc. Then when Jackson showed him where ears really are located, the doctor pretended to look for birds in Jackson's ears. He made little twitter sounds in his ears after he looked. Jackson was as enamored of the doctor as he is of Perley the Magician. The doctor prescribed the normal dosing of pedia-pred (aka speed for kids) and sent us on our way. He yelled after Jackson as we were leaving "Whenever I'm sick, I put bologne in my shoe. Try it, Jackson." Jackson giggled about the doctor all the way home.

I napped for about two hours when we got home. Two hours is definitely not enough, but Bill had to go to work for the afternoon. Jackson's friend Hunter was in to play for a little bit and now all is quiet. Jackson is watching a movie and I'm blogging. Sage is out playing. Its peaceful.

Oh...and you know why his meds weren't working. His preventative puffer was empty and his rescue inhaler was over a year past the expiration date. So now we have fresh puffers! Hopefully, we will do a better job of Asthma management.