As someone who has worked in the medical field, I REALLY hate being on the other side of the stethescope, and occasionally it gets me in trouble(waited to long.) But with my children, I watch them like a hawk. I know that as a mother I tend to be overly concerned about every little sniffle, so I counterbalance it with watchful waiting. Well, on Monday I messed up ROYALLY! I thought my son had the flu…high fever, lethargic, runny nose, etc. Well, by the second night he started having trouble breathing(neck muscles straining, skin retracting over his ribs) his coloring was fine (red cheeks from the fever) but his pulse was very high. So trying to be rational, I tried to get him into his doctor but he was booked, so off we went to urgent care.
First thing they did was get his pulse/ox(sp?) It was at 88% :guilty: