Our first trip to the hospital

Hi everyone

We didn't have that great of a weekend.

Rory had been ill, but started having laryngeal spasms late last week. Basically it means that his throat constricts and doesn't let much air into his windpipe. The good news is that he'll be okay (it isn't fatal and will eventually resolve itself), but in the meantime I've been a wreck. It turns out that I'm the worst person to have around in a medical emergency...I just cry and panic.

Our first trip to the Urgent Care clinic yielded some steroid anti-inflammatories, but those weren't doing much. Last night (after a trip to the ER and then another trip to the Urgent Care clinic) Rory was prescribed some antibiotics and cough suppressants.

I never knew that I was such a weakling. I was fine when I cut myself at work and needed stiches and a tetanus shot...hell, I even drove myself across town with my one non-bleeding hand. But apparently here, where we are so isolated, and getting help for foreigners seems quite a chore, I only make things worse. When Rory has a spasm attack, I have a panic attack. Every time. Great.

So we'll see how things go and keep everyone posted.

Love
Amy