Hey, Its me, Adler

Hey Everyone,
I hijacked my moms computer to tell you my Christmas story this year.
It all started last week when my brother (at least I will blame him) brought home some yucky germs from one of his schools. I started feeling a little sick, then a little more and then a lot sick. My mom noticed, but I can't talk, so I couldn't tell her what was wrong. She thought I was breathing really hard and had a pretty high fever, so we went to the doctor last Wednesday. They put me on some medicine for whooping cough and said I had some early pneumonia. We went home, but after two more days, I still felt crumby. So, we went back to the doctor on Friday (christmas eve). They hooked me up to a thing on my toe and said they were checking my oxygen levels. Then they did a breathing treatment with this funny mask. They checked my oxygen again and said I was really sick. The next thing I knew, my daddy dropped mommy and I off at the hospital.
Mommy and I checked in and daddy took LT home. I was really tired and just wanted to go to sleep, but instead we walked into this loud, bright, fast moving place where people were rushing to see how I was doing. They hooked me up to more things. First, they put a red glow light on my toe, which would have been fun to look at if I felt good, but I felt really awful and I didn't want it on my toe. They said my oxygen was too low and so these doctors and nurses put some tubes in my nose with air, which I really didn't like. But again, I was so tired, I just curled up on mom and went to sleep. This didn't last long, even though I wanted to sleep longer. Someone else came in and rushed me to have pictures taken of my lungs. The only good part was that mommy got to come with me. After the pictures, we went back to the bright loud room and I tried again to go to sleep, but my oxygen level dropped and an alarm went off and woke me up. Ugh, I just wanted to SLEEP!
This is a brief moment when I was allowed to sleep on mommy in the ER (by the way, my mom took all these pictures with her phone, so they aren't great. That's the only way she ever takes pictures of my brother and I anymore, so its a good thing daddy is so good with cameras, at least we will have a few good pictures of us!)
After more and more of these loud people interrupting my sleep and listening to my lungs over and over a different guy came in with a wheel chair and took me, mommy and grandma (oh yea, Grandma came to be support to mommy in case she got scared) up to a different room. They told mommy they were taking me to the children's ward and admitting me. They said my test results for RSV were positive and that I had a bad ear infection and pneumonia. I didn't know what all those fancy words meant, I just wanted to go to sleep.
Once we got up there, a few more people listened to me and tried to hook me up to oxygen again, which by this point I really really did NOT like. Maybe an hour later, I finally got to curl up with mommy and go to sleep for awhile. I woke up still not feeling very well and threw up a lot. I felt really cold, but the nurse would roll this funny thing on my forehead and then tell mommy I had a fever. They said I had to stay overnight. I didn't really know what day it was, but mommy felt sad that we had to stay in the hospital on Christmas eve.
My day went on much as explained before. Nebulizer treatments, oxygen, tylenol, people bothering my sleep. Oh, I should mention that the nebulizer treatments were actually pretty fun! After I screamed my way through the actual treatment, I got a lot of energy! It was fun for me, but it was kind of hard on mommy because they gave me the treatment every 4 hours, even in the night. Once I had it, even though I slept through the actual treatment in the night, it would wake me up and I wanted to PLAY! Even from 3:30 until 6 AM!
Mommy and I snuggled in this crazy bed, it moved. I could push these fun buttons and make the head piece raise up or the bottom of the bed move. I also found the emergency button in the bathroom, which I pushed a few times. Luckily we were the only ones in the childrens ward this night and the nurse didn't mind me bothering her on accident. In fact, we got a lot of attention, whether I called her or not.
Mommy wasn't expecting to go to the hospital and didn't bring anything with her. The nurse was kind enough to bring some toiletries for her, which was my first Christmas present!
In the morning, I was finally feeling tired and wanting to sleep, but it was morning for everyone else and so people started coming to see me again. Grandma was really nice and brought mommy some coffee and me some food (I wasn't feeling very well though and didn't eat, but I appreciated it!) The nurses said I was doing much better and they thought I could go home. Mommy was wondering how LT was doing with Santa visiting him. She called daddy and daddy confirmed that Santa had visited both LT and I and brought some presents to our house. Santa was really nice and also visited the hospital. He brought me a car transporter and my brother a police car!
It was really fun to unwrap the present. It took me awhile, but since I was hooked up to so many things, it entertained me and made mommy's job easier.
I threw up on my cozy jammies, but the nurse brought me this dress. LT told me I looked "really cute in my pink dress". That made me happy.
Daddy and LT came not long after to help us check out and drive us home.
While we were waiting to be discharged, mommy found the kids toy room and was able to bring lots of toys into my special hospital room for LT and I to play with. I wasn't allowed to go to the playroom because I am still contagious.

We finally arrived home on Christmas day about noon. I took a really long nap, so did my mommy, daddy and LT. I am still getting breathing treatments, tylenol and some medicine for the whooping cough and ear infection, but I think I am feeling better. I am going to go see my regular doctor tomorrow for a follow up. I just wanted everyone to know that I am OK and doing well!
Lots of love,
Adler
(oh, when mom finds that I wrote all of this, I am sure she will add some pictures, I think she took a few in the hospital).
PS, I also wanted to thank Baba for taking care of my brother Friday so that mom and dad could be with me and Shawn for dropping off food for my mom and dad at the hospital. Also, thanks to everyone else to brought and offered food! My mom was really happy about all the support we got when I was so sick.