I spent the morning at the doctors office. Honor had an asthma attack. He’s never had one before. It started in the middle of the night last night with him sounding very congested. We’ve never dealt with this before, so we didn’t really know what was happening. When his wheezing got worse this morning, I took him into the doctors office.

He’s just so miserable, I feel so bad for him. The doctor sent us over to the out patient clinic next door so Honor could have a nebulizer treatment. It was awful. It took 3 of us to hold him down for the 10 minutes he had to have the breathing mask on. It was so hard to see him so scared, his face was red and he was screaming as huge alligator tears welled up underneath the mask. It helped him a lot though, he wasn’t wheezing at all by the time we left.

Unfortunately, the treatment didn’t last very long. By the time we were leaving the pharmacy, the wheezing had started up again. As soon as I got home, I gave him the liquid Albuterol and Prednisone. It’s been 45 minutes and his breathing is starting to sound better, but it’s not normal. I just feel so bad for the little guy, I just don’t really know what to do for him. It just makes me really sad that he’s probably going to have to deal with this for the rest of his life.