I wasn't sure if I wanted to write a post this week. It has been a trying couple of days and I felt like my other blog wasn't that positive. I don't like having two yucky blogs in a row but I want this to be real so here I go...

As I wrote last week Andrew is having severe breathing issues. On Tuesday night the hospital called at 1:00am and said Andrew's heart rate dropped and they had trouble bringing it up. He has been intibated so this definitely shouldn't be happening. They had to put him on an ossilater which is another tube that goes down into his body and literally vibrates his entire body to keep everything going. We keep going through this cycle where he is good for a couple of days and then he crashes. Unfortunately each crash is getting a little worse. All of his blood tests are coming back negative. They tested him for meningitis which involved sticking a needle in his head and extracting spinal fluid from his fontanels. It actually wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I don't think Andrew even cried when they did it. Thankfully that came back negative. Finally they brought the infectious disease team in to look at him. They diagnosed him with bacterial pneumonia in his lungs. They are putting him on a 7 day antibiotic cycle. I'm praying this will be an answer to what is happening. It is the most painful thing in the world to see your child struggling. I do feel better that the docs have an actual plan in place on fighting whatever is doing this to him. I'm going to think positive and know we are getting out of here eventually.

My husband also had to go to Texas for training for his job and I won't get to see him until October. It was so sad to see him go. I know it is even more painful for him to go and leave us at the hospital here in Philly. This experience brought us even closer. He has been my strength. I am counting my blessings though and know how lucky I am that he has been able to be with me full time since April. Most husbands here have to come on the weekends or a couple times a month so I do feel grateful for the time we did get.

Anyway sorry this blog is so blah...I swear next week will be happy and positive. I know Andrew is going to kick this thing and be breathing on his own in no time.