'Twas the Night Before CFA Take II

6 months ago in December, Peter gave the CFA level 1 his first shot. In the middle of the night, when he should be resting up for the test that takes a whole day to complete, we ended up having to call the fire department because some car was on fire behind our house. Interesting night. Fast forward to last night- again the night before his big test. We decided to enlist my parents to watch the kids so we could go out to eat and walk around the Highlands and relax a bit before his test. It was a really nice, easy evening. We were a bit concerned because both Eric and Robert had been needing breathing treatments that day but Eric was more worrisome by far than Robert. So the both had treatments before bed and neither seemed to be having much trouble. Around 2am I heard something on the monitor that is in the boys' room that scared me. Someone was having trouble. REAL trouble. I ran downstairs, sure it was Eric- he was sleeping soundly. Then I heard Robert on the top bunk struggling. I brought him out and hurried Peter to get a treatment going for him. I was about ready to call 911 right then because I'd never heard him so bad but I thought I'd see how he was after the first treatment. Meanwhile Peter got the shower going because it sounded just like croup and I knew if we could just loosen stuff up a bit, he'd be fine. After the first treatment, he immediately needed a second- no improvement really. Then I had him go in the bathroom but after about 10 seconds in there he looked panicked and I could tell he wasn't getting much air in but he was really sucking to get something in his lungs. It was downright scary. So I put him back on the nebulizer for a 3rd treatment. I knew then that I didn't want to drive him to the hospital myself because we didn't have an adapter for our car to take the machine with us and I didn't think he could make it there without it on. So for the second time before Peter's big test, he had to call 911. The paramedics came and moved our boy to the ambulance. I could tell that the 3rd treatment was doing it's job. They gave him a 4th on the way to the hospital and when we got there, they took him off the mask altogether and he was doing great. The Dr gave him a scrip for prednisone and an oral dosage while we were there and we were able to leave. I've never seen him so bad or recover so quickly. I'm so grateful he did though! Everyone seems much better this morning as long as they don't get too riled up. Now Peter is off taking his test and won't be home until after dinner. Good luck honey!! You've worked hard for this and I know you can do it!