On Friday morning we came very close to losing Isabella...
The previous Wednesday (Dec 10) we were on our way to the Sao Paulo airport to spend Christmas in the USA. We saw that Isabella had a runny nose, turned the car around and came home.
By Thursday evening, her breathing was increasingly labored. On Friday morning, her oxygen saturation suddenly dropped alarmingly (we keep her hooked up to a vital signs monitor) and her heart rate nearly doubled, and she became placid with her eyes rolling back. . We called the paramedic pediatric team-- an excellent free service of the State with trained medical doctors, Within minutes, the paramedic team zoomed up a one way street and screeched to a halt in front of our building.
In the ambulance, the doctor told the driver to "make it a code 3" which is evidently for the most pressing emergencies, whereupon we blazed through intersections with lights, sirens, and horns. I was in the passenger seat thinking we were all going to die.
Upon arrival at the hospital, they immediately moved Isabella to the ICU. At this point she cannot live without supplimental oxygen, and I am back to sleeping in the ICU waiting room at night while Corenne spends the day with Isabella.
Despite being terribly sick Isabella can't help giving her nurse friends a smile within her little oxygen tent - I reached in and snapped this picture on Sunday.