Last night was a all nighter. Breathing treatments, useless trips to the back porch in hopes the March air did not feel like May's still, hot showers and standing in front of the freezer door with him. His airway was not opening. At 8 this a.m he landed himself a steroid shot in each thigh. And then..........a Strawberry Milkshake.

I guess this is what I get for letting him mow in a only a diaper and Crocks yesterday.



They should consider making these straws fater.....