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.