Things are getting worse before they get better

They heard some rasping in Shane's lungs today at his appointment. We were given a nebulizer and he's got another appointment tomorrow. If he doesn't show signs of improvement, there's the worry of developing pneumonia. Poor kid.

Shane's having extreme trouble breathing out of his nose. When he tries to drink a bottle, he takes a few sips and then opens his mouth to breathe. The only thing preventing him from fighting the nebulizer in the picture is the hi-jinx of Lightning McQueen and Mater.

I haven't lost my optimism, yet. Yesterday I figured a bad cold for 7-12 days and wheezing for up to six weeks would really suck, but at least I didn't think my son was in any extreme danger.  Now, there's definitely a chance it could develop. Thank God for insurance. Financially, we can provide whatever Shane needs and the medical facilities in our area are top notch. Carrie's planning on taking care of Shane tomorrow and I'll take off Wednesday from work, so that she can go in. Hopefully, we'll see progress by then or the doctor said she may recommend moving Shane to a hospital.

Shane's sleeping now, and I pray he'll be feeling better on the morrow. Hopefully, Carrie and I will feel better as well. We've both caught some sort of throat bug ourselves. My temperature was in the 99s which is high for me even if it didn't break 100. Prayers are welcome!