Friday, November 13, 2009


On November 11, I woke up at about 1 am to the sound of a barking dog.
Only our dog wasn't barking.
Our two-and-a-half month old baby was!


If you've ever had a child with croup, you know exactly what I'm talking about. Arf! Arf!
Only in between the arfs, Brendan was making a squeaking, high pitched noise in an effort to get air back into his little lungs.

We spent the night at Children's Hospital where Brendan received a dose of steroids, Tylenol for his first fever, a breathing treatment, and an x-ray of his neck.

We were hit up for the $150 copay and reminded we'll have to pay 20%. Remember the good ole days when you could just go to the hospital and worry about getting well without the man in the white coat coming to collect his money???? Tacky. Especially when you're worried sick about your child and you have to stop talking to the nurse to hand the man your credit card. Totally tacky.

Thankfully, my little man is on the mend now.
His still has a cough but we're not getting him and the dog confused with each other anymore.
He's much cuter than the dog anyway.

Don't you think?


OhioFamOf4 said...

Glad he's getting better. Sorry your insurance sucks. I thought our $50 ER copay was bad. He sure looks like he's feeling better. Such a cutie!

hotpants™ said...

He's adorable! I hope he gets over this soon.

Ruth Dunkman said...

Sooooooo glad he is doing better!

Missy said...

So sorry for his struggles! Hope you all feel better soon!