Connie had a runny nose all day yesterday and started developing a cough as well. He got up at 1am and didn't go back to sleep until 4:30am! We tried everything. He and I ended up watching some Pinky Dinky Doo on the computer and vegging on the couch for awhile. I gave him some graham crackers and raisins and ice water and you would have thought he hadn't eaten in a month. When I unzipped his pajamas to take his temperature under his arm, I noticed some "pulling"--drawing in around his ribs with each breath. I also felt like his breathing was labored. He was happy but couldn't sleep and it seemed like being upright was easier for him to breathe. He was very "junky" sounding. To make a long story short, Greg took him to the pediatrician this afternoon and we now have a nebulizer and Connie is on Albuterol and Pulmocort. He got his first breathing treatment in the doctor's office and immediately had relief and had clearer sounding lungs. Granted, he screamed through the entire treatment, which takes close to 10 minutes to give. At his evening treatment, we used a different head on the machine. Instead of the mask, we used a straw-like attachment and it was received much better. Say some prayers that he'll cooperate for these treatments so that he'll breathe easier. Also, tuck my mother in your prayers as she is recovering from pneumonia. She should be discharged from the hospital sometime tomorrow after a four day stay.
His IFSP meeting is tomorrow afternoon. It will be such a relief to hear again how great he's doing, but it will be bittersweet as it may be the last time we'll see some of his therapists. We are so thankful and feel so blessed to have had such wonderful individuals in our life the last year.