Little bry has had a cough since friday, but it was nothing more than just a cough. Well at our 1st sunday meal at church, he coughed until he puked... all. over. everywhere.... surrounded by all our friends... poor baby. We still wrote it off as allergies, drainage, a tickle, etc bc he was just as happy as can be and no fever, etc. So we took him back to church Sun night. The lady in the nursery said he didnt seem like he felt good, so we headed out to the car, and he coughed again until he puked again all. over. the. car. Yukk. We got him home, his fever was 103.8, we drugged him up and put him to bed. He woke up several times during the night coughing, puking, etc. I took him to the dr this morning (with my other 2 banchies tagging along). You dont realize how time those patient rooms are until you have 2 very healthy, energetic little boys and one very not-healthy, fussy, unhappy baby all in the same room. Just thinking about it makes me sweat. The dr thinks it is pnemonia. So we had to go do some lab work (still with my 2 extra friends)... it was awful. They said the results would only take 5 minutes so we could just wait in the waiting room, where they were playing "Finding Nemo" (God bless Nemo!) But again, Bry got to coughing. I tried his drink, his passie, but I was too late. He barfed all. over. mommy!!! In the waiting room, so we got up to leave, and I am literally dripping, leaving a trail all the way out the door and to my car. As we round the corner, TA-DA Daddy to the rescue. I called him when I found out we were doing blood tests and a chest xray but he was in a meeting so he could judt drop everything and leave. But he got there just in time to back track my steps and use the Clorox wipes (that I keep in my car for situations just like these) to clean up my dripping trail, apologize to the front desk and ask them to call my cell with the results.
So we headed home for a bath, some spray-n-wash, and a load of laundry and got back into the car to head to the chest xray. Clint took the 2 big boys to the courthouse with him to pay $150 for his ticket that he got last week for not having his seatbelt on (as he was pulling out of the parking lot and reaching back to put it on.... but that is a whole nother post!!), and I went to the healthcenter for the xray... this time carrying a big bowl/bucket... just in case! They got us back super fast but the xray itself was PURE MISERY... they strapped him in the most awful contraption and I cried right along with him. It was quick and the man was very nice. We put his shirt back on and he was fine as soon as we got back outside where he could see the birds. He loves the birds! It was about 120 degrees outside (or maybe I am a bit melodramatic when I am stressed, but whatever, it was HOT), and we get into my car, and you guessed it, the battery is dead... I cried again, called clint, and you guessed it again, TA-DA, daddy to the rescue!! We got 'er started back up, drove thru McDonalds (God bless McD's), and now we are all back in our cool, quiet, air-conditioned home napping.
I am almost scared to get back into my car to go get Micah for fear of what will happen next......
I will keep you posted on lil Bry.
Here is a video of one of their songs... so precious! And I might mention that he told me his hat was really itchy... as you can see here! :o)
People are always telling me how much Coby reminds then of Jordan (my youngest brother), so I thought it would be fun to post some pictures of them side by side... and I discovered that Bryson really favors him, too... take a look...
Crazy smile!
Cason is all smiles!
