September 2006

sick boy and his kitten, originally uploaded by hockamama.

feel the love (I just wish I could post the purr that’s goin on here)…he’s bored with sitting around all day. who knew you could actually get bored playing video games…ALL DAY!! He wants so bad to play outside, but it’s so damp and chilly. The breathing treatments don’t seem to help for a full 4 hours, I’m thinking of moving them back to every 3 hours.


cuppycake napping, originally uploaded by hockamama.

how sad is it that I sat on my knees the other night to use the computer, so as not to disturb her? Am I whipped?

It’s 5:45 a.m. and we’ve just returned from the emergency room. Tony’s asthma is bothering him, making it difficult for him to breathe. He started with a cold on Wednesday, which led into a barking cough and sore throat.

In the hopes of heading this junk off at the pass, I gave him a breathing treatment about an hour before bed. When I got up around 1:30 for a potty/drink visit, he was in the living room with Jessica, watching a movie and drinking hot chocolate.

She said he was coughing and was upset, so she brought him down with her. (why was she still up, when she has classes this morning?) I gave him 2 more treatments in half an hour, and had decided to take him to the ER, when Rich got home around 2:00.

So, we all took a family trip to the hospital. We were there about 2 1/2 hours. We got new medicine, more scripts, and another breathing treatment. Not the most ideal way to spend one’s birthday evening…of course, it was all worth it to Tony just to get out of going to school.

He’ll be home all day, watching television and playing video games. But he’ll be feeling better.

jess & tony on his birthday, originally uploaded by hockamama.

today is his 9th birthday. where has the time gone; and why, oh why has it gone by so quickly?

computer games, originally uploaded by hockamama.

hurry, here she comes! I told you she wouldn’t let us post on her blog!

purring in the fabric, originally uploaded by hockamama.

so, I was ironing the seams on a pocketbook the other day, and I kept hearing this whirring noise. I thought for an instant that it was the iron making the noise, but no. I looked around, but didn’t see anything, so I started listening closer, trying to find the origin. What should I find, buried, but Ringo Starr, surrounded by fabric. That’s the first time that I know of any of them even being in my workroom, so I never even considered the noise to be cat oriented. He was very contented, and slept in there for a couple of hours.

rasslin’, originally uploaded by hockamama.

Look what I happened upon yesterday. The Incredible Hulk wasn’t living up to his name. These two brats just took him down! Rich would stand him up, and they would pounce on him, over and over. It was endless fun, then suddenly, the interest was gone…

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