On both Sunday and Monday we had another couple bouts with vomiting but she again had no fever and was acting perfectly fine. She was eating fine, and other than the vomiting she was fine. We just thought she had a small flu bug and were keeping a close eye on her.
Tuesday morning as soon as I get to work (shortly after 9), I get a call from my mother in law. She said that Addison was lethargic, shaking, and constantly crying. Addison is always such a happy girl so I immediately knew something was really wrong. I called the pediatrician and made an appointment for 12:20. I called back home to let them know about the 12:20 appointment. By that time Terry and Linda had decided to take her to immediate care and not wait for the 12:20 appointment. The immediate care doctor rushed Addison to Peyton Manning Children's Hospital. By this time, I've left work and I'm driving 85 miles an hour to find out what is wrong with my little girl. (Thanks Jody for reminding me to slow down and breathe)
Long story short, My little sweet girl was admitted for a very serious viral infection, labored breathing and severe dehydration. Our ER doctor reminded us once again that "once a preemie, always a preemie". He said that her little lungs just couldn't handle it and what might be just a routine flu bug for most kids, really hit her like a ton a bricks. While I'm so thankful that my girls continue to thrive, I'm also reminded that "once a preemie always a preemie" and to never let my guard down. This is something a lot of people just don't understand!!