Update with a little Ugggggggg

So, I will take you back to Sunday of last week first.  It was a HOT day here....105 to be exact.  I decided to bring my kids over to my husband's aunt's house for a day in her pool.  Bad idea...starting on Sunday, Daniel started breathing funny.  I posted videos on the blog's facebook page to try to get answers from anyone else that may have had any idea about what was going on.  Well, I got a little bit of everything as a response.  So, I decided to just call the doctor.  When I called to make him a sick appointment, they asked when I would like him to be seen.  I told them that whenever they had an appointment free would be great, the sooner the better.  I was thinking of nap time, not that this might be a critical problem.  I figured I was being overprotective mommy bringing her child in for no reason and spending WAY too much money on nothing.  Well, they asked what the problem is and they said, "Just come right now, we will get him in as soon as you walk in the door."

I knew we were in for another bad news day...which is even worse now that we don't have insurance.  Yep, that is right...Dan, Luke and I do not have health insurance  right now.  Why might you ask?  Well, the insurance company that we had decided that because I had a baby, Dan was in the hospital and diagnosed with two different medical conditions already, and because of Luke's constant speech therapy (all which happened in one year) that they would raise my premium by almost $200 a month!  Yes, how horrible is that...we couldn't afford it, hubby doesn't have open enrollment until January (not that that would help much because that is about the same price as the new premium) so we are trying to get new insurance.  Cross your fingers and pray that it goes through soon!

So, anyways...we don't have insurance and we walk in the door, they take us straight back and did an exam, chest x-ray, and some blood work.  The whole time they were running tests...I just saw dollar signs because I still kind of thought I was just being paranoid.  Well, turns out, I was not.  He was having an asthma attack (or what they think is an asthma attack...he has not been diagnosed completely and will not be going to see the baby lung doctor until we have insurance and his doctor says that it is time to go through all the tests of that--he is WAY too young to do the lung capacity thing right now).  So, they gave him a breathing treatment and a prescription for an inhaler.  

Well, at least now I am not worrying about the money as much...just know we are going to have to continue to tighten our belts until all this medical stuff is paid off (we still don't have his hospital bills paid off from his 3 night stay).  

I went through all the emotions I have been going through since my son was born it seems...we just keep getting bad news after bad news.  I started out with the crying, then I blamed myself, then I researched like crazy, cried a little more, than accepted it.  So, I am ready!  Bring it! I can totally do this!  There are so many worse things it could have been I am thanking the Lord that it is only *maybe* asthma!

"I can do anything through Him who gives me strength"

Philippians 4:13