poor baby

For the past few weeks, Graham has had a cold. He's had a runny nose, junk in his chest, and lots of coughing. All of the articles online says to see a doctor after two weeks with no improvement....so that's just what we did. Besides, he ran a little bit of a fever over the weekend. The doctor listened to his lungs and found that he had some fluid on his lungs. He couldn't tell if it was from a virus which turned into bronchitis or a cold with signs of asthma. Graham had to do a breathing treatment right there in the office, to see if his breathing improved. Man, it was hard to hold a mask on the face of a strong nineteen month old who did not want to sit like that for ten to fifteen minutes. After the treatment, the doctor checked his lungs again and decided that it helped. Now, we have to do breathing treatments every four hours for the next week (even in the middle of the night...which is hard on all of us). We go back to the doctor on Monday to check on his improvement. We're crossing our fingers that he didn't inherit his father's genes with the asthma. Yuck. On a side note, the doctor told me that there were some side effects of the medicine from the breathing treatment. He said that his heart will race, become honoree, and get hyper. Well that reigned to be true because before we even left the doctor's office Graham wondered off into the doctor's personal office while i was paying and then slapped me across the neck when I wouldn't give him exactly what he wanted. This might turn into a long week for all of us...but hopefully, he'll be back to normal in no time. I'm just so thankful we went to the doctor yesterday instead of today with the snow. Jeff and I can already tell that his breathing has improved because he's not hacking and hacking. Such a scary sound.

On a happy note, I am so proud of my hubby! At his company, they take the top 25 sales guys on a trip with a guest. Jeff made it! In May, we'll be headed to St. Martin in the Bahamas for an all expenses paid vacation!