Cowboy Up!

Here's Luke with his grandfather - Haylen's Dad, Donald. His other grandchildren call him "oppie" and he got along famously with Luke! You may remember pics from a trip Oppie, Jack and Joey all with Haylen and myself to the Grand Canyon - helicopter ride to the bottom and a walk on the new 'sky bridge' - a glass half circle 4000 feet directly over the canyon floor!







During Christmas Luke really enjoyed the family and is just now recovering from a cold he started on Dec 30. We have been to the MD three times, chest X- ray (negative), RSV test (negative), and no signs of bacterial infection (so no antibiotic indicated), just 2 + weeks of unhappy baby.. In fact, he was only sleeping 15 minutes at a time for almost a week. It turned out that he wasnt breathing properly - 'viral bronchiolitis' inflammation and spasm of the small tubing within his lungs - so sad. We admit, we thought he was messing with us and crying in order to get us to hold him. After 5 days of this discomfort, we had had it.. We didnt know he couldnt breathe well until the MD treated him with a nebulizer and Luke immeadiately fell asleep..





We now trust that every cry is for a legitimate reason and we have the earned the parent guilt of not being enough for our child!





During the illness, Luke had a backed up intestine (called an illeus) causing him to throw up more than usual -which is really saying something! We had to cover ourselves with blankets, he had a bib on and at least 2 spit up rags ready.. It all looked like the TV series "Dexter" where the main character sets up a 'kill room' with plastic everywhere to catch all the blood - see picture below... Even so Luke managed to spit up past the bib, under the towel and into the inside leg of my boxers! I need to rewatch the TV series to learn where I went wrong..