Scared ya didn’t I?
Daniel is playing sneaky, sneaky scary monster with me this morning. He just made the game up. He comes up quietly….as quietly as a wheezing, coughing, mouth breather can be and then shouts, “BOO!” I , of course, am very frightened and react appropriately which dissolves my darling boy into a fit of giggles followed by more wheezing and coughing.
He and I both are not only a little bit silly and loopy this morning but we are very sleep deprived…..and I am a little worried.
As you might have guessed, Daniel has been having difficulty with his breathing. It started in the middle of the night and he, the nebulizer with meds and myself have been bonding ever since.
Because of that, he and I stayed home while the rest of the family went to church. I’ve been missing a lot of church lately because of Daniel or work….they must think I am the biggest heathen! :Þ I don’t think anyone will ask Bill this week where I am at because there is a Women’s Retreat this weekend where most of the women from our church are at anyway. I didn’t go because I thought it would be rude to plan a weekend away on Zoë’s 13th birthday. She agreed. But for all folks know today I am in the Santa Cruz Mountains with all the other women from Calvary instead of at home in my cozy flannels watching practically every dvd selection in Daniel’s library and of course playing sneaky, sneaky, scary monster.
Little man is very twired….my word describing his exhausted albuterol overloaded state. At one point this morning I was thinking we may be heading to the ER for a racemic epi treatment as he sounded so tight with little air exchange but that episode seems to have passed. That relieved me because it would be a 20 minute drive to the nearest ER that I would take him to…..the two hospitals in this town do NOT have a dedicated Pedi unit which means adult med staff attempting to take care of a kid with complicated chronic medical issues. I had the misfortune of experiencing that only once since we moved here and I will not make that mistake again…..if he has to go in, he has to go but I would feel much better driving to Stockton or Modesto with someone else in the car with me.
So today will be a day dedicated to breathing…and hopefully, breathing easier for my little man.
Scared ya didn’t I?