November 19th

We spent the first night in the PICU. They normally have visiting hours that are pretty strict, but they wanted Anthony and I in there with Bryce because he would not calm down. They wouldn't let him eat in case they had to do emergency surgery on him (his breathing was that bad that night--I saw some paperwork one of the nurses left out and it said Status: Critical/Urgent, that really scared me) So we took turns rocking him and at times listening to him scream and couldn't do anything about it. It was so hard, I cried almost as much as Bryce did that night. The next day Dr. Woolley did another scope. I think we were all expecting the news that the hemangioma had grown back since he wasn't on steroids anymore. When the nurse called and said "Dr. Woolley said to tell you is just croup". I didn't believe it! We waited for him to come and talk to us in person, I had a lot of questions. By the time we talked to him Bryce was out of recovery and back in his bed in the PICU.