Chase was all better and ready to go by the 3rd of January when school started again. He was excited and ready to go back. After his first day back at school, he went to get his hair cut with Ethan. On the way back to the car he tripped and re-broke his arm. They didn't want to put him into a cast right away because they wanted him to see a hand surgeon in case they needed to put pins in it. He missed the whole week of school because if somebody bumped him, he would cry. We saw the hand surgeon the Friday after, and he decided that Chase could just try one more time with the cast (actually he told us that he really thought it was best not to do the surgery and put pins it, but he left it up to us to officially decide). So we are now on round 2 of the broken arm.
The final, but worse thing that happened in January was Madison's double pneumonia. It was about the scariest thing I have ever experienced. We are always expecting Chase to get sick. In fact, I think there are only 2 or 3 weeks all winter that he doesn't have a cough. When Maddi gets sick, it always throws us for a loop. She had been coughing really bad (like throwing up when she coughed) for a couple days, so we took her to the Dr. The Dr. said she had an ear infection and it sounded like she might possibly have pneumonia. She (the Dr.) put Maddi on an antibiotic. Since Madison had just finished a round of antibiotics for an ear infection in December, the Dr. put her on a different kind of antibiotic. It was one of those frustrating medicines that you have to give when your child's stomach is full. I hate those. When your kid is sick, she doesn't want to eat. Well, Maddi was doing alright for a day or so, but she kept complaining of stomach pain. Saturday night, she woke up screaming because her stomach hurt. We figured it was the antibiotics, so we decided to stop giving them to her and figured we could take her into the Dr. again on Tuesday (Martin Luther King Jr. day was on Monday). Sunday, she was acting pretty sick and she started throwing up again with her cough Sunday night. Monday morning she was completely lethargic and wouldn't eat ANYTHING. We put her down for a nap on Monday, and again she woke up screaming that her stomach hurt. When we went up to get her, her lips were blue. I got my shoes on right away and took her to the hospital (Ethan stayed home with Chase). In the states I think we would have called an ambulance because that is how freaked we were, but here, you are better off just driving because it will take around a half hour or longer for an ambulance to get to your house. When we got to the hospital, it was packed. I went to the desk to describe Maddi's symptoms, but the lady interrupted me before I could tell her that Maddi was having trouble breathing. (I won't even get started on my rant about the improper care of military hospitals.) Because the lady wouldn't let me tell her what was going on, she put us into the system as a low priority. It was a very busy day because of the holiday. We ended up waiting an hour an a half just to get into triage. Poor Maddi couldn't even keep herself awake. She would fall asleep as soon as she sat down. I was so worried. When we got into triage, I finally got to tell the guy what was going on. He put her on the puls-ox (I don't know what it stands for, but it tells the Dr. what her oxygen levels are), and she was only at 83 percent. For those of you that don't know, that is really low. He walked us back to immediately get her on oxygen. Once we were back there, our ER Dr. then told us that her heart rate was 180. She was working so hard to breath. Then started the difficult stuff for a mom to watch. They had to get an IV into her and she is our little chunky monkey, so it is hard to find a vein. The first day was a pretty horrible day. It was hard to watch her go through all of that. The first night was horrible, she did not want the oxygen on her face, so she would wake up about every 15 minutes and pull it off. Sometime in the middle of the first night, she had pulled it off, and would not let me put it back on. Her o2 level was dropping, so both nurses were in there helping me try and get her to put it back on. She is pretty strong when she wants to be. During the fighting she ripped her IV out. That was pretty horrible to see because she started bleeding and stuff. It scared me. After a while, she calmed down and we were able to get the oxygen back on. The next day they had to re-do the IV. They ended up trying 7 times before they called anesthesiology down and they put it in her foot. I think that was the only vein left. Things got alright after that. She was on oxygen until Saturday. Saturday night she was on her last set of IV antibiotics, when the IV slipped a out of her vein and she got about 20 ML of medicine in her foot. It was pretty puffed up before the nurse stopped it. I guess it was alright that the medicine went into her foot though because it could be absorbed into the muscle and still be effective. We were hoping she would make it through Saturday night so we could go home on Sunday, but she still needed it a little. Sunday night she made it through the night without needing oxygen so we got to go home on Monday. Madison spent an entire week in the hospital. She is doing great now.
That was it for January. I was really hoping February would be better. Well, it is only the second week and our hot water heater broke. When the guy came to look at it, he said that it was a 28 year old water heater and he wouldn't be able to get any parts for it and that he was going to have to put a new one in. Somehow the hot water heater and the furnace are connected or something because they have to change out the furnace too. We get to experience 2 days of no heat in the coldest week Germany has had so far. I am serious about cold too. The other day we had a high of 9 F. It started snowing on Wed. They brought in a couple extra heaters, so lets hope we stay warm through the night. Yesterday, we attempted to do the boil water method for bathing, but German stoves are not as strong as American stoves. We had our pot on there for an hour and it was not even close to boiling. We ended up imposing on some members of our ward that live close to us because a week without bathing is just yucky. Hopefully things will be back up and running tomorrow. We are really hoping this will be the end of our bad luck. We are hopefully going to the states in March. Chase's current passport expires in March. We applied for a new one the first week of January. We are really praying that his new one will be back so that we can visit. Both Ethan and I are really homesick.
The pictures are all from when Maddi was in the hospital.
This was the Sunday before we went to the hospital. The cookie is our attempt to get her to eat something.
This was when we got to the hospital. I am telling you, the iPod is the greatest invention ever. Letting her know she would watch Toy Story was literally the only way that we could get her to keep her oxygen mask on for the first bit. Her arm is in a splint that is supposed to keep her arm straight so she doesn't pull out her IV. It didn't work.
This was her sleeping the first night. She was so pale. She looked just dreadful.
The red cross brings a dog around to cheer up the patients. It has proven to help with wounded warriors. The dog will actually cheer them up and give them hope for recovery. Madison loves dogs and was thrilled to have this one come to see her. She loved how he got to jump on her bed.
She was starting to feel better. She had a lot of color back and was starting to get energy. When she got bored of watching TV, the only way that she would be happy and calm was coloring. Ethan bought her this Strawberry Shortcake coloring book. She loved it. Before we left almost every page was completely colored.
Madison really loves Grapes. It was so good to see her begin to return to her playful self.
Chase would come and visit every day after school. He loved the masks that people would wear when they came into the room. He put one on so he could be the Dr.
He was telling Maddi that he needing to make sure she was feeling better. He was the Dr.
Towards the end of her stay, she was really feeling normal. She did not want to stay in her bed. It was a trick for us to keep her occupied. She really loves Barbies and brushing their hair. We brought her some of her toys from home so that she could play.
This was on the day that we got to go home. It was so boring waiting for them to get all the paperwork done so that we could leave. Ethan decided to take a nap with Maddi who was jumping all over the place. You can see a blurry picture of her Mickey Mouse that the night nurses gave her. She loved it.
All ready to go. She was better, but she still looked pale for a couple days.
This was the machine that was so hard to sit by and watch, but almost like a train wreck you had to watch. I became obsessed with watching the numbers. If it dropped below 92 it would start to beep. If it stayed down below 92, we had to wake Maddi up and make her move positions or do whatever we could to get her numbers back up. When I took this picture, she wasn't hooked up to the heart rate or breathing monitor anymore, so that is why the top two lines are flat.
In the end, I learned a lot from the experiences that we have had in the past two months. For one, I am so grateful for the gospel and the power of the priesthood. I am so happy that we have the priesthood in our home. I am thrilled that Ethan was able to give Maddi a few blessings to give her strength and that he was able to give me a blessing so that I could have the strength to take care of her without stressing too much. I also learned what a blessing it is to have a ward family. I have never been on the receiving end of ward service. It was a huge blessing to have dinners brought in and so much concern over Maddi. It was great that we did not have to eat at the dining facility every night for dinner. I can't believe the love and care that we received. It really made me realize just how lucky I am to be a member of the church. I love the gospel and the blessings it brings to our lives.