Nebulizer *Update*

When Sam was about a month old I began having troubles with coughing and wheezing, general trouble breathing. After months of doing this and that, acupuncture, herbs, medications....I was diagnosed with mild asthma. While in Washington I was able to keep it under control with the occasional use of my inhalers and massage. 

When we first moved here to Michigan we went camping in the U.P. I had a cold that turned into nasty bronchitis after a bad rainstorm and my asthma has been terrible ever since.

Yesterday my amazing doctor prescribed me a nebulizer breathing machine to be used three times a day. It is not fun to use, but it seems to be helping. So what you see below is how I now check my email and blogs, every 4-6 hours. It is loud and sort of sounds like I am Darth Vader and it takes about 15 minutes to complete. 

*Update* My chest x-rays came back positive for pneumonia. So I'll be on meds for 2 weeks and hopefully that will do it. My blood tests haven't come back yet, nor has the sputum results.

The Next Morning

And the next morning....a good night's sleep, a couple cups of coffee...what a world of a difference.

P.S. I have been a bit of a prolific blogger of late, so if you think you've missed something, keep scrolling down...there is lots to see....

11:20 p.m.

Today has been an unusually frustrating day after an unusually smooth and enjoyable day. Mondays seem to most often drag on and on, but yesterday just sailed by. It was easy, the kids were happy, I felt revived and with it. Today was so bumpy I feel like I could be in a different life! I started my day by waking to the sound of Matt yelling, "Don't run down the hallway, you're getting poop everywhere!" Of course I immediately jumped out of bed to help...why I got up, I'll never know...

We've all been battling a bit of the stomach crud and Sam has been unable to "get to the potty in time"...those are his words. Shortly after the mess was cleaned and I was sweetly cuddling my boy on the couch watching the snow fall outside, the dog decided to puke on floor by my feet. Nice.

The morning progressed with our home school coop. It was a nice gathering, but Sam was not interested in participating, which is frustrating for me. After a rou

gh transition to leave, we made the drive across town to our home and Arlo fell asleep. I thought my day was getting better once we arrived and I was able to transfer him to his crib...until Sam "didn't make it to the potty in time" again. 

Just as Sam was dressed in fresh clothes and the mess cleaned up, I was settling in with a cup of tea and a phone conversation with my dear friend Sarah, Arlo woke! He was in a good mood, at least, and nursed and then played and then pooped. Yeah.

Our afternoon was not too bad, all in all. Then 4 o'clock hit and Arlo decided I had to carry him everywhere and I couldn't give in to just wearing him for fea

r he'd fall asleep and ruin an early bedtime....so instead I grumbled and carried him and tried to check my email....it didn't work and fortunately Matt came home a wee bit early to rescue me.

A fight with Sam at dinner about eating, a mess of spilled coffee grounds to clean up, and whoosh it was 9 o'clock and the boys were sleeping!

I showered and cuddled and talked with Matt....the day is ending nicely. Below you see me at 11:20 p.m. in bed online reading about home decorating. Another day under my belt and a new one to begin in less than eight hours....