Connor's sick...

Today has been a rough day. Connor went to bed last night with a low grade fever and woke up with the same low grade fever in addition to a lot of loud wheezing and rapid breathing. We went to the doctor who barely listened to him and declared that he had a virus. Really?

Me: But what about the wheezing and rapid breathing?

Doctor: I didn't hear any wheezing, he sounded clear.

Me: Listen to him, don't you hear that? (I wanted to say, "You have got to be kidding me, I don't have a stethoscope and I can hear that!")

Doctor: "Oh, (takes shirt off and listens to him and watches him breathe) yeah, he really is wheezing. Definitely has bronchitis. I'll put him on antibiotics and an inhaler."

Me: "I don't think he would be good at the inhaler, what about a nebulizer?"

Doctor: "I'll be right back."


He comes back in with the nebulizer to do a treatment. Orders one to be dropped off at our house and gives me two prescriptions.
I ask him two more times to listen to Connor's breathing. I ask questions and state my concerns again. He assures me that it is fine and he just has bronchitis. My gut said he was wrong...

We leave and although Connor is not wheezing he is still breathing very rapidly and loudly. It continues to get a lot worse. On the way to pick up Maggie I can hear him really wheezing and he tells me he can't breathe. I call the doctor in a near panic state and they said to bring him right in.
As soon as the doctor saw Connor he wanted to give him another treatment and send him over to the hospital to be admitted. The doctor talked to me while Connor was getting the treatment and says that he thinks Connor was having a "Severe asthma attack" even though there has never been an indication of asthma before.
I came home and met Chris and he brought Connor to the hospital. I really didn't want to expose Ben to the hospital and if he needed to stay (which we were pretty sure would be the case) Ben wouldn't be allowed to stay. Since Ben is still nursing he and I are buddies.
I have only heard a little bit from Chris so far. His breathing got much worse again and they gave him another, different breathing treatment. His fever was up to 103. He had an x-ray, but no results yet.
I just want to hug him. I just want to hold him and rub his head. I need to hug and kiss him. I'm so worried. I don't like being home without him. I miss him.
When the kids were all awake I couldn't wait till they went to bed. Now the house is way to quite.
I want the phone to ring and for it to be Chris telling me that my little boy is fine.
Please pray...

UPDATE: I talked to Chris a little bit ago and they have finally admitted Connor and settled him into a room. The x-ray came back fine which is great news! They feel he has croup. They have him being pumped full of fluids and steroids via an IV. He is getting a different type of breathing treatment via the nebulizer. Once the steroids really kick in and start working their magic he will hopefully be able to stop the breathing treatments and come home. The breathing treatments that he is on are only allowed to be administered in a hospital setting. He is only on clear liquids for now but I don't think he would eat anyway.
I think that is everything for now. I am headed to bed to try and get some sleep. I am so tired but not sure how much sleep I will actually get. Boy, it's been a rough day medically, but a great day seeing what great friends and family I have!