I hate this machine. This so called Nebulizer. Isaak hates it even more. I took some pictures of him getting his treatment and had to erase them because they are so sad. Isaak was super duper hyper sick. He woke up on Thursday morning and seemed fine, but by noon he started going downhill. He kept coughing and coughing and coughing and coughing and coughing. Seriously-he'd cough until he puked. We got an appt with our doctor because he's awesome and their office has late night hours. Cory and I thought we might be overreacting, but not so much. The Doctor diagnosed Isaak with Pneumonia. Yuck. I had pneumonia when I was younger and had to be hospitalized. Isaak didn't. Phew. We got an albuterol treatment that night and Isaak slept pretty well that night, but we had to go in the next morning to check on him. He was still sick and had difficulty breathing, so he got another shot, but alas we didn't ask for the albuterol because we thought it didn't help. We were wrong. Poor Isaak suffered through two nights and three days of only getting about 1/2 of sleep at a time. He had the hardest time breathing. On sunday I went back into the doctor. He sat on my lap for two entire hours while we waited. Yep that's how sick he was. He never does that. When he finally got the albuterol treatment again he almost fell asleep inbetween the frantic cries because he was so exhausted. He seems to be doing much better today though he's still coughing and quite congested.So I hate the albuterol treament because it breaks my heart to hold Isaak down and listen to him say, "Mommy done! Mommy please done! I go bed! Please!" But I love that it open ups his airways so that he can breathe. I'm grateful for medicine and the miracles that it can do. I'm grateful for God and the miracles that he works. I'm also grateful for valentines day. Isaak took a seven hour nap. Yep and he went to bed two hours after he woke up. He was one tired boy. He did help me make some cookies on his short time out of bed.
The last one isn't flattering to either of us, but it's the best I got. We both have crazy slept on nap hair. It was a long night--okay? I didn't spend any of those seven hours doing my hair--maybe I should have-haha. I didn't have a heart shaped cookie cutter so I had to settle with circles, but after Isaak helped I really had to settle with roundish blob like cookies. He loved it though. He has asked to make cookies everyday since. Happy Valentines Day!
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