When our daughter was 16 months old, she had a "cold" that became progressively worse. . .we were poo-poohed and told it would have to run its course. By Saturday she was very labored in her breathing. Coincidentally I was talking with my Mom, long distance, and she could hear her wheezing in my lap. My husband and I finally insisted that she be seen by a physician despite the office appointments being full.
When I arrived at the doctor's office, the nurse heard my daughter and came into the waiting area. She immediately whisked us into an exam room, screamed down the hallway for the physician, and became quite agitated as she attempted to begin oxygen on my precious girl.
Our baby was in respiratory arrest within minutes. An ambulance was called, a helicopter ordered to meet us at the local ER, a frantic 48 hours of touch & go in pediatric intensive care, and 6 days of hospitalization. . .all for a "cold". She and we survived, not totally unscathed--we were all traumatized by our life & death encounter.
The one lesson learned was how precious our time is and we don't know what tomorrow brings--thanks for reminding me. A secondary lesson learned is that we, as parents, should not blindly trust the medical community--they are human and make mistakes--if your gut tells you there's more to the picture--insist that health matters be investigated more fully. If you don't advocate for your children--they might just fall through the cracks.
My heart breaks for this family and those close to them.