In The ER...

So last night, I rocked Burklee and sang him a couple songs (well 4) and put him to bed...like any other night. He feel fast asleep and so did his daddy and I. About midnight, I woke up because I could sense somthing was wrong to hear Burklee breathing funny...Almost like he wasn't at all. So I ran to his room to find him sqeezing his blankets and trying to gasp for air. I picked him up and after about 3 minutes of shaking him, he finally woke up and Allan and I ran him to the hospital. My hair half way in a pony, no makeup on, or even brushed me teeth. I'm pretty sure he wansn't in his carseat all the way either. We get there and they give him a steriod shot (after about 2 hours), and they tell us it's crupe cough which will most likely come back everytime the weather/season changes! Nothing to really prevent it, but if he starts getting a runny nose or cough, to open up the freezer and let him breathe the cold air in and it will help him breathe. So all in all...very bad night. I've never been so scared in my life!