So on Friday (the day after IZ's surgery), Eli was back at our house with Jaime, and we left him a little card to cheer up his day, since we weren't going to get to see him.
He reported that Grandma and Grandpa got him back to the house in time to see the recycle guy and the grass guy (yard waste). He was pretty excited about that. He also got to help Grandma and Grandpa put out their trash on Sunday night, which he was also pretty excited about.
Grandma also spent some time working with Eli on his domestic chores. See video...
Now is where the plot thickens. On Sunday morning, Grandma could tell that Eli didn't feel very well, and was coughing up a storm. Grandma and Grandpa took him to urgent care, where he was diagnosed with Asthma. We weren't overly surprised, as we were told when he was born with all of the treatments he required and with how small he was, he was at risk to develop it. At this point, it may be allergy induced asthma and it may not be. Either way, we have drugs to treat it.
Monday morning, Grandma still thought he didn't sound quite right (go nurse Grandma!), and took him back to our pediatrician. Alas, they decided he has community acquired pneumonia. He got some meds for that, and will be staying at camp Grandma and Grandpa until Wednesday to make sure he's been on antibiotics long enough so we all don't end up sick!
He's hanging in there, and will be better soon. I pray that our lives resume some sort of normalcy (whatever in the heck that means) by the end of the week!
More Hugs-

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