Sunday, December 20, 2009

What a Day...

Grandma and The Boy had a rough night Saturday night. He's been having significant breathing issues, with very fast, shallow breaths and congestion. Lots of coughing, just like my own breathing, pseudo-asthma issues. Mommy and I, meanwhile, went to a musician's holiday party for a while, then got the car stuck overnight in a snowdrift. (No harm. The car was freed in the afternoon.)

He's been spiking fevers, then returning to normal, then spiking again, all while these breathing issues are continuing. The tachocardia seems to be gone, but the machines say that he's averaging 90 breaths per minute, which isn't good.

Still, he got some good playmat time today. That's a good thing. And, I got six hours of uninterrupted (well, except for Younger Bro smacking me on top of my head at around 6:30 this morning) sleep. Also good. The whole situation is not good, although we've upgraded from scared to concerned.

I did get some great Younger Bro time today. He's really starting to want to be with me, which I like. He's giggling in anticipation sometimes, and he gets mad when I stop making him giggle. That boy still loves chewing on my fingers, and he attacks them like a cat pouncing on a mouse. It's funny watching him attack my fingers then take full-jaw chews on them.

The Wife and I went out for breakfast on the way to the hospital, and we took YB with us. He's so happy and fun... He really charmed everyone at the restaurant.

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1 comment:

Elana Kahn said...

*sigh* You have no idea how hard I am praying for The Boy. He is almost constantly in my thoughts, and I am looking forward to his Bar Mitzvah!!!! (I better be invited, k?) :-)