began with high fever last Wednesday, apparently had no other symptoms, but was very upset, not if you hurt something, I suppose so, and could not sleep. The pediatrician came home to him and said that more than a prescribed antipyretic could not, because it seemed to have no focus of infection. The next day came the odd mucus, and I began to breathe more slowly. In the course of the morning the temperature started to decrease. I did not know whether to worry or not, had no fever, but still very down. Later I went back to control its temperature and I was shocked when I saw the temperature was 35.5 º C. I did not like, so I set up the bag and head for the hospital guard. When we got it checked and the temperature kept dropping, also made a chest radiograph and a complete laboratory.
After waiting five hours in the guard decided in intensive care because their blood gases were not as well. (As always happens, John begins to phase out CO2 when breathing.)
At 11 pm it automatically connected to the ventilator and slept and breathed no more, as delivered, implying that this was what I needed. Rest.
All cultures that were tested negative, his lungs were fine camaraderie, so I suppose it was something viral. He was on a ventilator
48 long hours, and then were able to get it out as usual.
I, while he was asleep and breathing as usual asked me: will this time return to the previous? Ay! that nerves that I passed! how anxious I was! as hard for me to handle these situations! Juany
is fine. And it is always, how nice!
Today we celebrate the day of his friend, and I would like to salute and thank all those friends that God put in my way: I could
To rediscover it was worth it find and choose again!
Those who met through John's life, to those people who worked and work for the good of him to Special Moms (with capitals) that I know, to help me realize I'm not alone.
To my brother, I have no words to describe how I feel about them.
All, My heartfelt thanks! by the support, prayers, being.
