We survived the night without a nurse but it wasn’t pretty. Brendan wanted to sleep so badly but he had a very bad night with his numbers and I was constantly repositioning him, doing breathing treatments, beating on his back and chest, and cleaning up vomit. I wish there was more I could do for him to make him comfortable. Bill took over just after 4 this morning and I got a couple hours of sleep.

Brendan isn’t much better tonight. We are hoping that we can get over the hump and move toward recovery. He didn’t want pictures, I don’t blame him.

Trevor might have croup. His behavior is almost normal, but he sounds awful. We had to try to keep him calm and quiet, because when he gets worked up and cries, he has more trouble breathing. Even with a fever, he had no intention of staying calm and quiet.
We put out one of their old mini crib mattresses and Trevor thought it was a trampoline.

Trevor slept through the night last night, hopefully he is over the worst of this too.