Last night was a terrible night for us. I wasn’t expecting that Basti will be rushed to the ER. Since Basti was with my in-laws, we visited him yesterday and then we went home after a couple of hours with him. Just right before dinner, my MIL called hubby at his cellphone and told him that Basti’s having difficulty breathing. I immediately knew there was something wrong when hubby told me that it was my MIL calling. I told hubby that we’ll pick up Basti and bring him to St. Luke’s, regardless of whether we have the money or not.
I called up Basti’s pediatrician after my MIL’s call and I spoke with his pedia’s reliever. Basti’s pediatrician is out of the country for the holidays and won’t be back until January 22nd. The doctor gave me instructions and she informed me not to worry and panic because they’lll assess his condition immediately as soon as we get to the ER.
Basti was already asleep when we fetched him. He awoke in the middle of the trip. I knew that it was asthma because I saw the same symptoms with my younger siblings during their earlier years. As soon as we gave the information at the ER counter, the doctor on duty (Dra. Narciso) assessed Basti’s condition and told me he had to be nebulized with Ventolin nebules. If after 2 sessions and his breathing wouldn’t improve, he would have to be confined for further tests and observation.
I was praying in my mind the whole time. It was a shock to us when Basti struggled his face out of the face mask. He was really in this panic mode when the nebulizer started to whirl and the smoke started to envelope his nasal and mouth areas. I had to restrain him so that he could inhale the medication properly and it pained me to see him crying so hard. I’ve never seen him cry that hard. Sa mga tusok ng karayom ‘di kasi sya umiiyak pero sa face mask ng nebulizer, talagang sobrang umiyak sya! Eh diba mas masakit ang tusok ng karayom kesa maglagay ka lang ng face mask? I really don’t know what happened but it was the worst 20 minutes or so of our mother and son relationship.
His breathing improved after the first session. The doctor wanted to make sure that there’s nothing else bothering him aside from infantile asthma. He had his very first x-ray and it was another crying session for him. The procedure had to be repeated because the print didn’t come out well the first time. Oh geez! The perils a child has to go through just to be treated. Sana ako na lang ang nagkasakit!!!
His second nebulization was quite a breeze compared to the first one. I had to chide him with a lot of stuff and things and even had to make him play with the other kids that were confined in the ER due to asthma too. It was only then that I realized that our air is so polluted already and I wish we could still do something about it.
While waiting for the results of the x-ray, a bloodied man and a young teener was rushed inside the ER for immediate treatment. From what hubby gathered, there was a hip-hop street dancing contest at a nearby barangay that led to a very bloody end. A group of young people made a drive-by, pulled out a gun and started shooting at random. The bloodied man only tried to protect his niece from the commotion – and he was the one who got all the bullets that went his way.
Blood literally flowed down the body and the ER staff had to use a lot of blankets and linen to wipe off the blood. The man was rushed to the ICU after failed attempts of stabilizing his vital signs. And then after a couple of minutes, hubby told me that the man died while being treated.
There was a little commotion outside of the hospital because the relatives of the dead man wanted to pounce on the suspects but instead of doing that, they ordered the barangay officials and police to just leave the premises before they kill the suspects. The teener was in critical condition. It was really sad that it had to happen.
Going back, Basti’s x-ray revealed that he has mild pneumonia. The doctor asked me if I have a nebulizer at home. My family is a family of asthmatics and we do have the same apparatus that they are using in the hospital. However, we had to retire it because it already malfunctioned – and understandable thing to happen since it’s been with us since 1996. I told the doctor that we don’t but we can buy one. The doctor wanted to confine Basti for further tests and antibiotics administration. It’s not that I didn’t want to confine him but I asked if it’s just okay if we do the antibiotic treatment at home and she said that it’s possible. Anyway, we can just buy the nebulizer and the medicines needed and do the procedures at home. I didn’t allow Basti to be confined – not during this time of the year.
After the second nebulization, the doctor checked on Basti’s breathing again and then gave her discharge instructions and follow-up appointment with Basti’s pediatrician. I was very anxious because I know that I didn’t have the money but there I was waiting for the discharge order.
When the statement came, I decided to just get the payment from the cellphone bills payment that was given to me by Papa last night. It was more than enough to pay for Basti’s emergency but I didn’t have the guts to tell Papa about it because I know that he’ll be upset. I’ll tell him later.
We were discharged at around 3AM already and then we proceeded to Mercury Drug Park Square 1 in Makati to buy his medicines and the nebulizer. The nebulizer took a big chunk out of the cellphone bills payment and I know that it’s gonna be a bit hard for me to explain what happened. But I’m pretty sure that Papa will understand.
We got home at around 4:30AM and both hubby and I were exhausted to the brim. I didn’t even notice that I was already sleeping.
Basti’s asleep now and hopefully he’ll be on his way to a full recovery by Christmas Eve.
I am really so sad that this had to happen. I know it’s hard on my son but I’m sure that we’ll go through his condition together. It’s just good that this was discovered early on, in that way, we’ll be more guided on dealing with his daily activities or routine.
I’m still hoping that we’ll have a really merry Christmas!