So, I had come in from mowing, was looking over a few things for class, and had a craving for Starbucks. It was already 9:50 but one in Omaha stays open till midnight...
Just as I decided that an hour in the car round-trip for a latte was just not worth it, the phone rang. Dan. "Could you bring the nebulizer over for Nathan? He is having a pretty rough time right now..."
Well Nathan uses the nebulizer on very rare occasion now that he gets allergy shots (on top of four daily medications). I REALLY hope his virus has not morphed into bronchitis or pneumonia like mine did last month!
I know what everyone says about bailing Dan out, and I agree. But this wasn't "Hey do you have some toothpaste?" or "I haven't done laundry and Sydney needs clean underwear." It was Nathan's breathing treatment machine, and we only have one.
So I jumped in the car and ran it over there within 3 minutes. That's the good part of living .2 miles apart! We may have to get a second nebulizer machine so Nathan has one at both houses.
I got there and he was on the couch covered in a blanket, coughing. Dan said a few minutes earlier he had been struggling to breathe but was doing better. He set up the machine while I checked Nathan out. Dan has no thermometer, but I could feel Nathan was hot. At least he went out and bought ibuprofen. Sheesh. I really hope Nathan doesn't get worse overnight....
