when we started dating, H would watch tv with his shirt unbuttoned, and if it was really hot, - gasp! - off. and he wore a gold necklace. these things were painfully exotic and risque to me. i could barely even look at him in that state of undress. funny how things change.
my theo, our sweetie pie first born darling stinkerdoodle got to bring a turtle home from the clinic yesterday. he had a cold, and it turned into this...difficult breathing. boo, i say. our doc is not saying asthma, yet. (i have asthma) it could be coincidental, but today he had cottage cheese twice, coughing started a few minutes after he finished eating. sigh.
i am thankful we have a pediatrician that we trust, that we have insurance, and that the nebulizer works. the first treatment in the clinic was scary for theo, but it really made a big difference. it was really humid yesterday, i had to carry him into the clinic, he just couldn't catch his breath. he walked out on his own, holding his crackers and chocolate. he had a second treatment before bed last night, and then again about 1:30 a.m. i was nervous his new bunkbed was irritating his lungs, so i made him sleep in our bed. he didn't need a treatment until 2:30 this afternoon. improvement! we'll go back to the clinic next week to check him over again. for now, he's totally chipper and chatty and playing like usual. atta boy!