Poor Bob has been very sick from all the pollen in the air. Outside everything is covered with a dusty, yellow haze. He has been trying to sleep sitting up for almost a week now, and had to take off work Thursday and Friday. He is taking five prescription medications, and using my old nebulizer to give himself breathing treatments. I saved it for emergencies and have only used it twice since we moved. Glad I did!
It is hell for him, but equally so for me. Last night at dinner I thought I might have to call 911 when he began coughing, wheezing and gasping for air. Eventually, he was able to calm down the spasms, but was still unable to sleep laying down.
He is exhausted and his ribs hurt.
If you are the praying type please think of him today.