Horton helps Asthma

My kid has asthma.

Well that’s what we’re currently treating him for.

Let me back up.

The kid will be 3 in September. 2 years ago we found out he had a peanut allergy after he ate a peanut butter cookie and started coughing, choking and puking. Blood test confirmed: Severe peanut allergy. At the age of 1. Grand. And like the good lil parents we are, since then we’ve avoided all nuts, carry epi-pens, benedryl…all the fun stuff.

For most of his life, though, he’s had coughing attacks at night. Some are severe and lead to wheezing, some just annoying and go away with water. Since the peanut allergy was discussed only with our pediatrician, we finally decided to see a specialist. The appointment was yesterday. We thought the coughing, etc. was allergies to who knows what but it turns out it’s most likely asthma.

Which means we get to nebulize him every night for 2 weeks.

With 2 meds.

Which takes approximately 23 minutes to complete.

Have I mentioned this is the perpetual motion kid? The one who rarely watches t.v. (except for Deadliest Catch)? The one who isn’t a snuggler? Well. Yes. This kid sat in his chair with the neb mask on for 23 minutes. I took pictures to show him how he looked. I told him how brave he was. His big brother held his hand. Yep. He did it. And we get to do it for 13 more nights – 2 of which we’ll be away from him so my mother-in-law will get to do it. That should be fun to hear about.

Sidenote – this is the mask we were given. The Fishy Mask. And it’s sorta cute, but when you put the apparatus thingy in the blow hole, it looks like an elephant and so we called it Horton.

I really want to get this one, though, because it just looks way more Bad Ass. The DragonAter.

Getting back to the peanut allergy thing…they wanted to draw blood to test his levels after 2 years of avoiding – and then test all sorts of other things like other nuts, pollen, feathers, dust…which required 6 vials of blood. SIX. He’s 30 lbs. Kid is a tough little fucker, though, and only cried for a sec when they poked him, but then was totally digging all the blood flowing out of him.

Any advice from asthmatics welcome. Or just parents of kids who are perpetually in motion. Because how do you entertain those little monsters?

Anyawy. That was my Monday. Well, that and chilling poolside with my Big Kiss. Because we rock like that. And getting waxed. Not by Big Kiss. But by Hood Momma. Because she rocks like that.