The Boxing Match

Can you say bone tired?

Kean had a stuffy nose that started yesterday.

He went to bed just fine but woke up a little before 2 a.m.

sounding like a seal barking.
Unfortunately, we are all to familiar with "Stridor" in our house.

At least this time instead of rushing him to the E.R., we both bundled up

and sat out on the front porch (in the 20 degree temperature)

for half an hour.

It did the trick-- well, helped enough we stayed home and he finally went back to sleep.

 I, of course, kept listening for the "barking" to get worse.  Ug.

I keep trying to tell everyone that I'm too old for this

but clearly, no one believes me.

One of the reasons I wasn't too thrilled about going for a middle of the night run

to the E.R. is because we were scheduled for an early morning run to the hospital

for Chemo.

Thankfully, we had a double date today-- my friend (and fabulous photographer)

Fabiana and her son Jacob.

 Between vitals, getting the vampire draws,  

 meeting with the doctor,

waiting and waiting for the lab to make his chemo

and then administering the chemo... we had a lot of down time and playing time.

Jacob and Fabiana were sure cute with Kean-- even though he was quite 

grouchy by the time we got home.

I sure wouldn't be nearly as sane as I am without my friends

taking turns spending days at the hospital with us.

Kean is sleeping now... I got a short nap and am ready

for round two of Stidor vs. Momma Bear.

Keep those fingers crossed the Steroids the boy started today

will be enough to kick his breathing into the healthy zone.