Jude had a horrible throw up session tonight. I felt just horrible for him and cried along with him. I don't get panicked like I used to when he gets so sick. I was armed with his suction machine, saline, towels, baby wipes, and new clothes. His sickness lasted about an hour. I would suction, he would throw up, I would wipe his mouth, he would get upset, he would struggle to breathe, he would throw up, and it would all start over. He began to throw up blood and I calmed my nerves when I saw it was bright red which meant it was just from the current throwing up. I finally got him calmed down, but his breathing was erratic. I took him in and gave him an Abuterol treatment and I finally saw a little smile creep across his face.
Now he is wired to no end because of the Abuterol. I was trying to hold him to watch the Miss America pageant, but Jude was a squirmy little worm. I finally put him down on his Futon.....and I can promise he is not going to bed any time soon. So I am downstairs watching the Pageant playoffs of the season (Miss America is tonight and Miss USA is in a few weeks where we will be rooting Destiny D on) and Mike is upstairs watching Football playoffs.
I hope everyone has a great weekend.