Sunday, December 06, 2009

Late night flare up

I don't think I can leave this blog.... though I tried...

Anyhow, things have finally sort of settled down. I'm in my new job, which so far I'm enjoying as much as one can enjoy a job. The boys are in school, the tween in 7th grade and tonight, at 11:14 p.m. I'm listening to Bear snore. He had an asthma flare, if that's what it's called. I saw it coming earlier today. He starts talking in a rushed, fast way and then gets tired. I was listening to his voice, but he didn't seem tired, so I just left it. Then, he told me he was going to go to bed 6! because he was tired. Rushed talking? Check. Tired? Check. Fever? Check. So when I heard what sounded like Darth Vader taking off his mask, I went into his room and saw how awful his breathing was, and gave him his meds. Because I'm not a rational parent at moments like this, I refuse to leave him in his bed (I know, I know) because I can tell right now, that at 2 a.m., I'll have to give him another treatment, and that I'll probably drag him into the bathroom and run the hot shower for some steam for his congestion. I'll also probably start giving him his daily meds too, now, just through the winter.

Now, I know this is probably the dullest post ever, but hey, it's 11:14 p.m. on a cold, dry night and I'm listening to Mini Vader. I can only be so creative!!!!