Thursday, October 16, 2008

Poor Tucker.

Back in the hospital with Tuck... Poor kid. These lungs of his have got to kick into high gear; they have a long life ahead of them, and they need to step up to the challenge.
We took Tuck in to the ER in the middle of the night, and they admitted him after many, many ineffective steroid treatments. Maybe he'll come home tomorrow.
For now, he's living on lots of pudding, popsicles, applesauce, chocolate milk, and TLC from Mommy and Daddy. And lots of oxygen and inhaled goods for his sweet little malfunctioning lungs.
(And I think Ty thinks Tucker has the better end of the deal.)

1 comment:

Sherie said...

Oh Tricia, I am so sorry!! Poor little guy. I wish I had the magic antidote. We are praying!!!