Escape!

Today we took Annie to the pulminologist at Columbia. Initially, I had been told we couldn't get in until Jan but Annie's pediatrician again worked her magic and got her in within 48 hours. Whew. I had allot banked on this visit. I was hoping for a miracle. While we were there, Annie did her whole gagging/coughing/vomiting shtick. This was very concerning to them and we decided (begrudgingly) to admit her to the hospital. Fortunately, we agreed to wait a few hours to see if she had another episode and, thankfully, she didn't. I am so thankful that the staff there was not dismissive of my concerns for Annie as her mom. I'm not a doc, although I do think I have reached the point where I can play one on TV, but I appreciate them giving credibility to my own opinion on Annie's care. So they allowed me to sneak out the back door and take Annie home as long as I promised to come back the next day. Whew.

Definitely a long day but Steve and I continue to be of the opinion that as long as we can provide comparable care for her at home, then home is where she should be. Fortunately, Annie's pediatrician is of the same opinion and has gone out of her way to offer her support. Including late night phone calls making sure we are all hanging in there! I truly wish for everyone who faces these struggles that they have the gift of a pediatrician who is such a strong ally, professional, and friend.

So quick summary: Annie and Elly ran away from the hospital. If you see any pulminologists walking the streets looking for us ---you know nothing!