Yesterday was a rough day for me and before that last week had some rough days. So I'll start with last week. My son started having an asthma attack in the middle of the night last week. After 3 doses of albuterol via his nebulizer in the middle of the night I got really scared and decided to run him to the ER. He sounded like a barking seal with his normal breathing (read there was no cough like many at the ER were thinking). After we got his vitals checked we were glad to see his O2 levels were at 97% so not as bad as he sounded. He received a dose of prednisone and a nebulizer drug that is specifically used at the ER/hospital. After that dose from the nebulizer he was sounding like normal and actually fell asleep on my chest for an hour and a half. They did x-rays and then eventually discharged us with directions to follow up with his pediatrician and maybe an ENT. I spoke with the nurse at his pediatrician's office and asked for a referral- more of a recommendation- to an Allergist. So fast forward to yesterday, we had our appointment with the allergist (who primarily works pediatric allergy and immunology) and found my son has an official diagnosis for asthma and tested positive for an allergy to mold/mildew. So while I'm glad I have an answer and a plan of attack I'm sad it's something I can't just remove from our living area/lifestyle for good.
So while we were going through these appointments I was thinking about how God has blessed me. He blessed me with this beautiful, smart, well-behaved little boy who I absolutely adore. I was blessed with my daughter who is so fun, smart, and makes me laugh daily. I was blessed with a loving and devoted husband. He supports and strengthens me through everything. I was blessed with the opportunity to stay at home with my children, help provide for my family, meet new people, the chance to help others achieve their dreams and with a company that I LOVE to represent.