The Rodeo

I got woken up at 10:45 last night by the sound of someone screaming my name from the other end of the house. Matty could hardly breathe and so we ended up rushing down to the hospital to get him sorted out.

By the time we were 5 minutes down the road, his breathing was much better, but still a bit wheezy. We debated turning around, but figured we may as well take him to the hospital and just make sure everything was OK.

Turns out he has croup, and the doctor said it was a good thing we brought him in. After a quick dose of steroids, we brought him back home. Tucked into bed at 2:30am. And back out at 6:15… ah well, he seems happy enough now.

It’s a bit awe-inspiring how a disease considered a killer not so long ago is now just a minor irritation, that can be sorted out with a quick swig of a clear liquid.

Many thanks to God for letting our kids have access to such healthcare.

RodeoClown: tired.

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