The continuing tale of the cough

Miles had a sort of mini-relapse this weekend with his cough. Casey and I got more worried last night when he coughed on and on, and neither he nor we were getting to sleep. We went in to his room after midnight to give him a breathing treatment, and there he sat, just looking out of his crib and coughing away. Poor little guy.

So we took him back to his doctor today. It was not a good feeling, especially since it seemed like major deja vu of our visit three weeks ago. Miles was pale and very lethargic just like that February 18th visit, so our main concern was that he might be sent back to the hospital. We were even sent to get a chest x-ray just like the time before. Casey and I made jokes a lot of the time, I think because we were nervous about what the doctor would tell us.

Fortunately, the pneumonia had not returned, but Miles' lungs are very irritated. We have to up the breathing treatments from two a day to three, plus he is on another antibiotic and a steroid. He missed most of his afternoon nap, but this evening he was pretty much back to normal as far as behavior, running around and eating well. So far this evening I haven't heard him cough once, so praise God for that!