My son is sick and it is breaking my heart. No parent ever wants their child to be sick, but when they are a helpless little baby who can't communicate how they feel, it is awful. I can honestly say that this is the hardest thing I have had to deal with as a parent thus far. Yet, I still feel blessed for the health that Oliver does have. I hear stories of moms who have to go through numerous surgeries, hospitalizations, and serious physical disabilities with their children, and I cry for them. What we are dealing with is no where as serious, and for that I am so very thankful.
To shorten a month long story, Oliver has been coughing for a LONG time. We have been to the doctor about it before but he didn't hear anything and figured it was just from his EXCESS amount of saliva. We went back today because he had gotten worse, and this time the doctor heard wheezing in his lungs. They gave him a breathing treatment, nothing changed, and the doctor seemed concerned. My family has a history of Asthma which makes me nervous. They have Oliver on an Albuterol Inhaler and want to do some tests next week to check his lungs and swallowing capabilities. The though of my little man getting X-Rays and begin poked at is killing me. I just want him to be healthy and laughing and playing all day!
I know that this is a bit of a post without purpose but I just had to get some words out on "paper". I am so thankful that we are not dealing without anything life threatening, but I would still appreciate prayers for Oliver and his super freaking out mama!
p.s. Luckily we had a silly daddy who pretended to be a monkey during the breathing treatment to keep us happy :)
I am 25 years old with a 2 year old son and a wicked handsome husband living in Birmingham, Alabama.