I grew up loving The Brady Bunch. Why wouldn't I, being a child of the mid-seventies? Lately I have been addicted to the Celebreality series My Fair Brady: We're Getting Married. It is like a train wreck, I can't NOT watch it. Man do they have issues. How many times can he say he doesn't think they are ready to get married? How many times can she say she doesn't think he wants to marry her? And yet, they continue their march towards the alter. Hmm.
This morning however it was a different kind of Brady that caught my attention. Azure stopped breathing, turned blue and her heartrate crashed. I never would have known had the monitor not gone off. I was this close to having T call 911 but I was able to suction her out (a HUGE amount of milky mucus plugging up her airway) and stimmed her for FAR. TOO. LONG. and got her going again.
And I thought yesterday was bad when she got her four month shots at the ped's office. I have never heard screaming like that in my life! But I would take that over the blue and non-responsive anyday. Blue is my favorite color, just not on my daughter's skin, thank you very much.