in the scheme of things, i should be overwhelmed...after packing up the car and heading out to akron, a tradition of trick or treating with mpm and nate, we had to turn around at 36 and head to urgent care...the cough of ewie's, which i just hoped would get better got worse...much worse...and scary...i spend a little over an hour at westerville children's close to home...he was borderline with his croup...they gave ewie a dose of decadron and sent us on our way hoping the steroids would kick in before he got worse...luckily andrew had taken cam to starbucks to try and make him forget he would not get to see mpm and nate...fortunately a treatment of croup is cold air so we were able to let ewie go outside...i made chicken noodle soup, linda style, in hopes it would cure all...when the boyz came inside to eat, ewie started making noise breathing in and out...he mostly drank broth for dinner and practically passed out at the dinner table...after dinner, he did not improve, still making noise breathing in and out...at 7 i called the urgent care back...see the 'roids should have been working to improve him by that point...they told me to take him to children's er...by the time we got to children's, i almost did not take him inside...he seemed better...the cold air can make it all better...but something told me to just get him checked out...the longer we were there...the worse he became...i was told by the triage nurse i could take him outside...it helped for the moment, pulling him around in the wagon, but not enough...when we went to our room he was angry...refusing to take off his vest, he was ready to go home...the wonderful nurse practitioner came in right away...she agreed, he should be better by now...racemic epinephrine was our option...a nebulizer treatment that would keep us there for observation for at least 4 hours...i knew it was our only option...he did great the first 5 minutes, watching the "relaxation channel," a combination of classical music and wild animal scenes...but then the epinephrine kicked in and he freaked...for about 30 minutes...two popsicles, juice and walking around did not work to calm him down...then the amazing person in the er said, "can he have a toy?"...i said, "yes, please! he loves cars and trucks"...she brought back a dump truck and a digger...all was right in ewie's world...the nurse practitioner had taken us to the snack room and loaded us up on snacks...luckily we used the dump truck to hold the fruit loops...this was great entertainment...and they brought him his motrin, because on top of the worst croup ever, he is teething...then i knew mom was with us because the 945pm movie was cars...he was living the dream...fruit loops in the dump truck, digger and cars...nurse after nurse loved him and said how good and cute he was...luckily after cars, he fell asleep watching the "relaxation channel" in 2 minutes...i laid him on the stretcher and caught a cat nap myself...the nurse practitioner woke me up at 1230am and listened to our little ewie...he was better...we could go home...as i carried him through children's to the parking garage...i thought of my mother being with me in pittsburgh children's...for three months...i know i put years on her life right there...the security guard was so gracious to help me put my dollars in the token machine while i held ewie...andrew was waiting for us at home...ewie slept until 9am sunday...he seems to be improving...but i do not have enough trust with the way this sickness has run, so i am keeping him home on monday...yes, i should be overwhelmed but i know my mother was with us...i have the best husband, sisters, family and friends in the whole wide world...in the scheme of things...the boyz are definitely scheming: )