Jude started the week with a cold. In the middle of the night, he woke his dad and I up with crying and gasping for air because he was so congested and coughing. After many attempts to help him and no improvement, we decided to take him to the emergency room. At the emergency room, we were reassured it had not developed into anything more. The rest of Jude's week was filled with coughing, congestion, and being uncomfortable. No matter how many different cold fighting methods I used, he could not seem to get rid of the symptoms. Later in the week, we had two visits to the pediatricians office because the doctor wanted to check-up on Jude and make sure the cold did not develop into something more. At the last visit, he was weighed and he lost 4 ounces. Due to his failure to thrive, the doctor decided it was time for Jude to go to a feeding clinic. Later that week, we received a call from the specialist office letting us know that Jude would have an overnight visit to the hospital for a bronchoscopy and MRI on June 28th. Even though this news was overwhelming, I am hoping the feeding clinic and testing will give us more insight into his upper respiratory(breathing) and feeding issues.
Weeks like this are not the easiest but at any moment I reminded of how blessed I am when he smiles. When we were heading to the emergency room, I sat in the back with tears in my eyes and praying he had not caught pneumonia again. We came to a red-light and the light from above was shining into the car. I could see Jude's face clearly. His eyes locked with mine and he smiled so big. The anxiety fell from my shoulders and I smiled back. Somehow he always knows just what to do.
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