What a trip this has been. By the time I land in Costa Rica I will have been on 14 different airplanes, 3 ferries, and 2 buses! I have been such a great traveller besides for the minor little episode from Vancouver to Houston! 😉 We left very early Sunday morning and arrived to San Jose by noon. I slept almost the entire plane ride. Our plan was to stay the night in San Jose and head home Monday morning for Delicias.
That night I started to not feel so good. I had a really bad cough and a little fever. My mom and dad were worried as I kept coughing all night and did not want to sleep. The next day they took me in for a xray of my lungs. My pediatrician told me that I had a small amount of fluid in my left lung. She felt like we could treat it at home. She sent me back to the hotel with antibiotics and sent over a respiratory therapist to help with my coughing and fluid in my lungs. He arrived that night around 8pm. He checked my saturation level of oxygen and it was pretty low. He had to use this machine to suck out stuff from my lungs. I did not like that at all. It was very uncomfortable for me. He left his oxygen meter with my mom and dad and said if my oxygen dropped below 80 to take me to the emergency room. Not even 15 minutes after he left my mom and dad checked my saturation and it was at 75. So we were off to the emergency room. At this time we did not know which hospital to go to.
The Children’s Hospital has a great reputation and the private hospital where we see my pediatrician she was not going to be there. As a matter of fact, all the pediatricians were off to a conference in Peru for a week. So not having our regular doctor at CIMA we decided to go the The Children’s Hospital as I have another pediatrician that sees me there sometimes. The Children’s Hospital would not let my dad come in with my mom. So my dad had to drop off us at emergency my parents did not like this one bit, but those were the rules. Once in they stablized me with oxygen and then my mom and I went to one of the medical wings and we shared a room with three other moms and babies who were sick with respiratory problems. In the room was a single metal chair that my mom had to sit in that night. My dad came to see me the next day and my mom went to the hotel to catch a few hours of sleep.. I had to stay there for five days. My dad stayed with me during the day and my mom at night. I seemed to always get worse at night. Many times my mom and dad were afraid for me. My mom never slept once during the five nights we were there. She was keeping her eagle eye on me at all times! There was another nice mom in the room and they exchanged their fears about us. The doctors on Friday told us we could go home. They told my parents that I did not need to take anymore antibiotics that what I had was viral. They sent me home with a clean bill of health. We hung around over the weekend to see my pediatrician at CIMA as she was getting back from Peru on Sunday. She wanted to check me over one time before us heading home. She listened to my lungs and said all was well. She did not like the fact they had taken me off the antibiotics but it was too late as I had been off them for more than 48 hours. We all agreed that hopefully nothing would go wrong and I would only get better.
es increible las historias de Malia, y duro de entender… saludos. y ademas falta la ultima parte de esa historia
Wow, for a little girl you certainly have met a lot of challenges. Keep strong and keep smiling.
If you don’t understand Spanish, Jose said: Is incredible stories Malia,
And hard to understand….health and also lack the last part of history.