Scary!

We made our second visit to the ER on Friday night. I got home from scrapbooking and Zach started coughing that horrible barky sound that he makes when croup has taken ahold of him. Andy said he hadn't been coughing at all before bed so I thought I would head it off at the pass and get him into a humid bathroom. No such luck! It just kept getting worse and worse! Finally I was totally freaked out and I said we had to go to the ER. I mean, the kid sounded like he couldn't even take a deep breath. By the time we got to the ER he was already doing better. I figured if we went home without having him seen that it would just happen again even later in the night. They saw him after about an hour and tried to put him on a breathing treatment. HAHA! That would have been hilarious! The kid can't sit still for 2 minutes, never mind an hour or more. I asked for the oral steroid and to just go home and get some sleep. After dealing with a trillion people, a nurse finally brought it in to us. At this point we had moved ourselves into the hallway because the guy next to us was hacking up a lung! Seriously, I am 8 months pregnant and my son is under 2! Do you really need to stick us next to someone like that!? The ER is the worst possible place to spend your Friday night. I guess we better get used to it with another little hazard on the way.