If you would have told me that I’d be staying in the hospital this here holiday season because my 6 month old daughter was sick, I’d say you were crazy. But that’s exactly what happened last Monday.
A visit to urgent care quickly turned into an ambulance ride to CHOA (Children’s Healthcare of Atlanta.) Josephine was admitted…which meant I was admitted too. Because I’m not leaving my baby. I spent days watching her struggle to get over the hump with RSV and bronchiolitis. That shit ain’t no joke.
After 4 nights of Josie not getting any better (actually worse) I’m like, hold up. Something has got to give. Now. Thankfully she saw a new doctor and pulmonology was finally involved. Just like that, the next day we were home. Shoutout to her team at CHOA.
Josie spent 5 long nights in the hospital and she was discharged this past Saturday. I was frustrated at times, but things eventually got to where they needed to be. Why? Because I believed we were exactly where we needed to be and because I advocated for my baby.
Nobody knows a child better than their mother. If you see that something is off with your baby, do whatever you have to do to get them the help/care that they need. Be annoying. Hold people accountable. Be demanding. Reach out to friends and family not only for advice but for support. And also, take care of yourself.
That was a whole whirlwind and I was completely overwhelmed in the beginning, but my husband and friends and family held me down and lifted Josie up. Hubby was a straight G balancing work, visiting us every day, and taking care of our toddler at home. It was rough, but we made it. Completely grateful for Josie’s team at CHOA and our village.