Another reason to like the Science Center

Madeleine was supposed to attend Science Camp this week at the Detroit Science Center. We encouraged her to attend last summer but she fought it saying, "I'll go next year."
Daddy and I held her to that. She wasn't excited about going but chose "If You Build It" as her theme week. It helped that a friend was going. As it drew closer, she got more excited. "I wonder what we're going to build," she wondered to me more than once.
I filled out the paperwork. More than once there were reminders about no refunds; I can imagine why.

Sunday dawned and she knew the next day she was going to Science Camp.
Then asthma attacked.
Tuesday afternoon, before she was released from the hospital, the doc broke the news that there would be no Science Camp. She needed to take it easy and would be on "house rest" until the week after.
She sobbed into her bed, heartbroken.
I wondered what the possibility of getting a refund from the DSC would be. I mean, camp was supposed to start Monday; we were asking on Wednesday. I would think a hospital admission would be grounds, if anything would be. What could it hurt to ask?

Daddy made the call. When the director called back, she informed him that yes, a hospital admission and doctor's orders of staying home would be quite valid reasons for a refund.
It was credited to our bank account today.

She's home now.

Madeleine was discharged yesterday in time for dinner at home. We have instructions of albuterol treatments every four hours, even through the night, and regular testing with a new device called a "peak flow meter." I called this morning to make the followup appointment with the doc and they informed me it was already made for tomorrow morning. Now that's service!
She's missing her week of Science Camp, much to her tear-streaked disappointment. Thus we have busted out our 150 Great Science Experiments or other things that involve baking soda, vinegar, and balloons.

I'm going to be busy pampering and coddling. Light blogging ahead.

My big girl is at the hospital.

Madeleine started wheezing at her cousin's birthday party this afternoon. It sounded worse than it has in the past, so I just asked my sister for her nebulizer and all.
For about half an hour, maybe 45 minutes, all was well. Then it returned just as bad as before.
We stopped on the way home to get a Frappuccino; Daddy remembered getting coffee when he'd have attacks as a child.
Her nighttime medication didn't kick it, either, so Daddy took her in.

She had an hourlong treatment (of what I don't know) and they X-rayed her lungs. They're keeping her overnight on oxygen and an IV (she threw up four times from their stuff). They do anticipate her coming home tomorrow (Monday), I think.

Daddy's with her.I know others who have left babies alone at the hospital, and Madeleine isn't alone, but this is my first time.
Frankly, I'm terrified. Since we've got a pretty good praying contingent, can I ask that?

Second verse, same as the first.

UPDATE 8/11/08 9:25AM: They're keeping her until tomorrow as her lungs don't look as clear as they'd like. There's an in-room DVD player so she'll be watching Princess Bride, Holly Hobbie, and whatever else she wants ad infinitum.
Thank you all graciously for your prayers.