Camden continued............

..............when Camden was bout 4 weeks he started getting a cough, i kind of just let it go cause thats all he was doing. Well the cough came back at about 5 1/2 weeks and his breathing got bad and I had noticed when he breathed, he was breathing so hard, he was retracting. Which is when he breathes, his stomach area his pulling up under his ribs. So right under the ribs you can see it just pulling really hard. I had learned when he was in the NICU that that was bad. His breathing was also really short and hard breaths. He had thrown up a couple of times and then just hadnt really wanted to eat. I had my 6 week Dr visit so I decided since I was up I was just going to take him in to get checked. Cause he looked bad. The night before I slept in the other room with him and had the humidifier going thinking that might help, well we were up all night long casue I dint dare go to sleep and he was having a really hard time breathing and not eating at all. I got up, got packed (for a day) got the kids up and we were on the road by 5 a.m. The entire drive i was completely paranoid. I had an appt made for him at 10, I took him in and the Dr said that he was fine. His lungs were clear, he just had a little cold. He sent me to get labs just to make sure it wasnt anything else and those came back fine. I was relieved but wasnt. I knew something was wrong with him. I drove to Cedar that afternoon to go to girls night and the entire time I just knew he wasnt okay. I had my dad give him a blessing that night we "went to bed" and he just got worse in a matter of hours. The next morning he was pale, around his eyes and mouth were blue so immediately called my mother-in-law and she was in meetings with his pediatrician and she was going to talk to him. They called back and he told me to come straight to the hospital. The minute we got him there and out of his car seat, he all but crashed on the nurses. It was the scariest moment of my life. The Dr came in and checked him and within those hours of seeing him the day before everything was different. They poked him so many times trying to get an IV in but he was so dehydrated they had a hard time. Again, it didnt fase him. He was so tired and sick the pokes didnt bother him at all. He ended up with them in his head which didnt look good but was the only place the could get one in. They did multiple tests on him to check for anything and everything. They were saying it was RSV but the test came back negative so they sent the labs to Salt Lake to get a better reading and after days of waiting and my little guy being hooked back up to everything, the test came back posotive for RSV. We were so relieved to find out what it was. Its amazing what a common cold can do to a baby. His Dr said that he was in the top 2 of the sickest babies they've had admitted. I could have gone without knowing that. He said that I caught it early. I hate saying this but im glad he was in the NICU for that week cause it taught me alot of things to look for on babies with respitory problems. So we ended up spending 9 days in the hospital, again only planning on staying for a night turned into a 2 week stay. Back to juggling my older 2, my sick 6 week old, my sanity and no husband for part of the time. Needless to say the first 7 weeks of Camdens life was definately a trial. But with lots of prayers everything was okay! We had to stay a couple extra days after being discharged so I could take him to the out patient clinic to get his lungs sucked, which he hated. It was so hard seeing him back in the hospital hooked up to everything again, but I knew from the beginning everything would be okay. I know that blessing my dad gave him was also for me and my piece of mind throughout the enire thing.

Leaving the hospital!




We are so happy we have him in our lives, it was a struggle getting him here and a struggle keeping him here, but couldnt be more thankful for this little guy. It doesnt take much to get him to smile and he loves his big brother. Hes a little unsure of Quin and the loudness she brings but she adores him.....maybe to much sometimes. We couldnt be happier to have him and everything weve gone through keeping him here has been so worth it!

Camden Dee Prisbrey

So the first week of Camdens life and ours looked like this. It was one of the craziest weeks of my life. First of all, it all started with me not being able to find a Dr in Vegas cause i was to far along for anyone to take me. I was just going to stick with my Dr in Cedar but decided that i didnt want to drive back and forth so much, and having perks with the St George hospital (my mother in law is the manager over the mom/baby floor and has an in with all the Dr's) i got a Dr there who would take me. And he was wonderful for the 2 times I saw him. The first time i saw him was when i was 32, maybe 33 weeks and it was a reagular check up. The next appt i had was whe i was 35 weeks and i met with his other Dr that works in his office and i told her i hadnt been feeling him move as much as he usually moves and i asked to be checked (which they usually dont start doing til 36 weeks). I was at a 2 plus and she sent me to get a stress test and told me to come right back after it to get re-checked. Everything was good, my fluid was right on the border of just having enough. I went back and was re-checked and i was at a 3. Keep in mind this entire time i had planned on just coming up for the day and going back to Vegas. Well the Dr wanted me to come in the next morning to get checked again just to be safe. So we stayed at my in-laws and i went back to the Dr the next morning and sure enough I was at a 4. He told me if I wanted I could go home but he was pretty sure I was going to be coming right back in. I went back and forth on "should I go, should I stay"? I decided to stay and that night i was having contractions pretty close, so my mother-in-law took me in and I was at a 4 plus. We called Ty in Vegas and told him to come and he came. They waited about another hour to check me and if i hadnt progressed they were going to send me home. And by this time i had called my parents so they were there at midnight, and I was going to be so mad if they sent me home. My contractions had also slowed down but the ones I was having were starting to hurt so I knew something was going on. They fianlly re-checked me and I was at a 5. They admitted me, I got the epidural as soon as I could so I could try to sleep...the sleeping part didnt happen til the next night. They Dr got to the hospital at 6 to brake my water and he had a surgery to do at 7, but thankfully our little guy came before the Dr had to go. He weighed 6lbs 6oz and was 19 inches. he was a good size premie. But not without complications. Since he was early, he had respitory problems and had to go straight to the NICU. They were unsure why he came as early as he did and now a-days they can test the fluid and see if anything was wrong and come to find out he had some type of pneumonia and my body just kind of rejected him. He was totally lathargic for a couple days cause he was so sick, he just slept. Didnt budge when they changed his IV's or his diaper. He was in there for a week but im so so thankful for his nurses. They were awesome! Since this was so unplanned, we were shuffling the older two back and forth from StGeorge to Cedar, which was hard on all of us. I was trying to balance the other two, pumping, the hospital, and no husband (Ty had to go back to work) all while trying to keep it together. I had a ton of help from my mother-in-law and parents. It was just alot to handle. I wish i could say that week long stay was the last of it but......

First time meeting their new brother!

First day home!