Here we go in to another weekend with sats falling, O2 usage going up, and no idea what to expect. All we can hope is that the right meds are in use and he will pull through this like the last time. It just is nerve wracking and he is miserable in the meantime.
Both boys seemed a little better this morning. Trevor loves my birthday flowers and I let him see them to keep him from climbing on his workbench.

Johnathon came over to help get our yard under control. He did about four hours of work and made a huge difference. The boys were very interested in his activity outside.

Brendan’s sleep was irregular but Trevor took his usual nap. Trevor woke up sounding HORRIBLE, coughing and sniffing and he was upset for a long time. It was hard to find a way to comfort him. As the afternoon wore on, he got better again and by the time he went to bed, he was doing OK. He has a low fever and the rest of the symptoms come and go. I hope he will fight it off now and not get worse.
Brendan got steadily worse as the day went on. We have had to turn him up to 4L of oxygen again and he is barely keeping his sats in the upper 70’s now. He is still gagging and vomiting quite a bit too.
I tried to just keep the boys resting and quiet today. They watched The Lorax for a while.

Trevor bailed and Brendan could not make it until the end

Trevor ate a good lunch but he didn’t have much of an appetite for dinner.

It is time to start yet another load of wash and hope things improve tonight.












