Well, I guess the saying is true - there is always a first time for everything.
I took Ethan back to the pediatrician this morning for a re-check from yesterday. His oxygen saturation levels weren't great (reading in the low 90s; normally 98-100), so he received another in-office breathing treatment.
(By the way, thanks for the prayers last night. We were able to get Ethan to take two breathing treatments without much of a fight and we all slept really well between them!)
His numbers only came up slightly after the treatment today, so the pediatrician ordered a chest x-ray and a RSV swab. As the doctor was walking us out, giving the orders for the x-ray, the nurse walked up with the results from the RSV test.
Our jaws dropped when she told us it was positive. In the first year that Ethan doesn't receive the Synagis shots, and in the last month of cold and flu season, he comes down with RSflippin'V.
This new diagnosis doesn't change his current treatment much, aside from a few more doses of Prednisone and Albuterol (FANtastic). We will need to watch him closely over the next couple of days, however, as it's possible things can get worse before they get better. I called our local medical supply company faster than you can say "pulse oximeter" to get a prescription filled for a home PulseOx monitor, and I hope to have that sweet piece of Heart Mama heaven in my hands by tomorrow.
As history goes over the past three years, this has thrown a wrench in some long weekend plans, but I'm already feeling better after a parking lot pity party and a talk with my Mama. She said there'd be days like this after all, right?