Sunday morning started off normal. I woke up and started getting ready for church and was trying to get as much done as possible before the boys woke up. They normally are up around 7:30 so I was suprised that Doran was still asleep at 8:30. At 8:45 he woke up and coughed for about 5 minutes straight. He had a cough on Friday and Saturday but he really hadn't coughed at all during the night so I thought he was over it. Then he went and sat in on the couch. I went in and noticed that he was starting to get really pale. I listened to him and could hear that he was wheezing and rattling in his chest and I could even feel it. I got really nervous so I called Lyndsy to borrow her nebulizer since I still haven't got his. Then I went in the room to get him dressed and I went out for a second and then I came back in and he was asleep on the floor and his lips were a light blue! That is when I really started freaking out! I knew something was really wrong! Seth and my brother in law is a respiratory therapist so I decided to see if he could listen to Doran and tell me what to do. So we went and got the nebulizer and then went over to see him.

On the way over the Doran kept slumping over and falling asleep and I felt like I was going to cry and throw up because I was so nervous and scared. When we got there Scott listened to him and said it sounded like he had pneumonia in the lower half of his right lung. He let me listen and I could hear the wheezing and all the crackling sounds in it. He gave him a breathing treatment right then and told me to get him in asap, so I did! We left there and went straight to the after hours clinic. On the way down he started throwing up too. The doctor listened to him and said he did have pneumonia and he thinks he has asthma from reviewing his file. (three weeks ago he was in getting breathing treaments and steroids) His oxygen was at 91. He prescribed an antibiotic and a steroid and said if there was not significant improvement he would have to admit him to the hospital. So I left to go fill the medicine and he kept throwing up just on the drive up there. I called the Doctor back and asked how he was going to keep down the medicine when he couldn't keep water down. He decided it would be best just to admit him right then. So we stopped at the house and had Seth's Dad give him a blessing since Seth was still at work and then headed down to Provo.

When we got to the hospital my Mom was there waiting to help me and Brock had a melt down! He was freaked out and wanted me to hold him but I couldn't because I was holding Doran. Once we got in Doran's room Brock finally calmed down! It was really stressful. The nurses came in and were so nice to both of them. They gave Brock bubbles, which he loves! Then Seth showed up because work had let him go since his son was so sick. I was so glad he was there. He was just in time for Doran's IV. He didn't even cry when they gave it to him. I don't know whether that means he is really brave or feeling so awful... Either way he was awesome.

Then we put him in his hospital pj's and he loved them. He loved the adjustable bed. He couldn't eat until 5:00 and he had a really hard time with that. He kept telling us how hungry and thirsty he was. They took chest x-rays which confirmed the pneumonia and started giving him medicine through the IV. Once they did that his oxygen started going up and he got a lot more color. It was relieving to see he was finally starting to feel better!

Brock loves his brother and was very worried about him. They only let one of us stay last night and of course Doran wanted Seth to stay. It was really hard for me not to stay with him, but I kept reminding myself it was what he wanted and even though Brock wasn't sick he needed me too. Sometimes it is really hard having 2 Daddy's boys. I love them so much!

Here he is getting one of his breathing treatments. He did so good. The nurses kept saying he was the best 4 year old they had ever had! I believe them. He kept wanting to get down on the floor. Sometimes he would sit on his tubing and he would get up and push the button to silence the alarm! I lauhed the first time I saw him do it!

Doran loved the hospital food! As soon as he was allowed to eat again they brought him and Brocky in popsicles. They asked him what he wanted to eat and he said mac n' cheese. So they brought him in a bowl a few minutes later. Then about a half hour later his dinner tray came in and both he and Brock were so excited. He ate almost all of that too! He kept pointing at the different things and saying, 'I love this, and I love this, and I love this...' It was funny. He has got to be the only person who does!

Brock really wanted Doran's jello, but so did Doran. So I called Granny and asked her if she had any jello... she had green, Brocky's favorite color! So she made it for him. So when Brock and I had to leave for the night we stopped at Granny's and she gave him his green jello.

He got released this morning at around 11 a.m. We were all ready to get out of there! I guess now we need to find out more about asthma and get him in to the allergenist asap. We don't want him to have any more issues!