So just kiddin, Ashton is not better. Sunday night he still had a fever of 102 after a whole week of not feeling good. I was feeling desperate and wanted something done to get him better. Well, I got just that. He has pneumonia and we spent the night in the hospital. Poor little guy. The only thing he likes is the endless assortment of movies and the cool bag of goodies that the ER gave him. He is such a little trooper. Not even a peep when they put in the IV.
My heart was breaking today because he just kept saying " I want to go home." That sounds so familiar. His lungs sound like rice krispies and he has lost about 3 pounds. It's just so weird because he is never sick. Hopefully this doesn't sound bad, but I am just glad it's him and not Mesa or Greyson in the hospital.
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