It's really hot here. Like 104, record breaking hot. We live in a swamp and it hasn't rained in 30 days. So...when McButter was outside with me for a few minutes on Monday and got sweaty, I didn't think too much about it. Later on, after we'd run errands and she was sweaty again, I started to think, 'hmmmmm'. I got the stethoscope out and listened and sure enough, I couldn't get a good count. I knew Mr. B was on his way home so when he walked in the door I asked him to listen and he couldn't get a count either.
So...off we went to the pediatrician's office first for a listen and she was right on the border of it being OK and being a problem. So...we held her upside down. I made the Dr. do that figuring he was more trained at it than I was and sure enough he held her in his arms and dipped her, my vision was more of hanging her by her ankles. Good call, Dr. Then we put ice on her face. Nope. Still high so he sent us off to the ER where the monitor said her heart rate was 240.
This time we had the "B" team and they couldn't get in the IV (3 nurses tried and they finally called Wayne to come do it and he was successful), one of the nurses was being trained on the crash cart in the hallway just before coming in to possibly use it on McButter (not necessary, thank goodness). They just weren't as to-the-second precise as the team on our last visit but in the end they got her heart rate converted to 144 (they use a medicine that basically feels li
Then we were admitted for observation, an echo, another EKG and for her to be weaned off her original medicine and put on another. Lots of "Full House" re-runs for us as we hung out in the room.
We're home now and hoping to go without another flutter for a long time....we're still in the 'she could grow out of it window' but if it happens again, that window closes and we start looking at maintaining her with meds until she's 4 or 5 and then having an ablation done (destroying the tissue that is housing her 'short circuit').
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