Many thanks to our driver, Michael for more than his driving skills.
Docs are running some tests.
And they want to keep us…
Many thanks to our driver, Michael for more than his driving skills.
Docs are running some tests.
And they want to keep us…
Marshall’s cough is worse. And he just threw up his lasix.
No fever
His respirations are high
Sats are in low 80s
Breathing is horrible
Cough terrible
Called Boston . Emailed Friedman. Called pediatrician. Called Syracuse cardiologist.
Everyone is in agreement.
We are going to Upstate e.r.
Before we left Boston, Marshall got a shot of Synagis to supposedly prevent the very illness stealing his strength and his breath as I type.
NO ONE told me he would need a dose of this shot monthly. Luckily I just found this out on my own…
As with any upper or lower respiratory issue, morning and night are worse.
Lets just leave it at I haven’t cried yet as I’ve watched Marshall struggle today.
My god I’d give anything to be able to take all of the illnesses and wounds life subjects the wild boys to just so they wouldn’t have to.
But since I can’t, I’m holding Marshall closer, helping him as I can, waiting the worst of it out, and monitoring everything I think of…
Marshall was just seen by our doc here for his cough. She thinks he has the start of RSV and has put him on zithromax. We are purchasing a humidifier and have to go back in two days for a recheck.
Chances are he will get worse before he gets better.
Pray harder please – if you believe in that kind of thing – And if not, please send our little miracle a big dose of health.
A great group of people recently suffered a horrible loss. And out of their loss, they managed to express care, concern, and support for our little miracle.
I am saving the details for Marshall’s book (with permission of course).
But my goodness, just thinking about them, what they’re going through, and their kindness still reduces me to tears days later.
Sooooooooooo many, many thanks.
And sending soooooo much hope for love, peace, and comfort during your time of sorrow.