What a weekend...

Thursday afternoon, which was my birthday and the day before Aaron's, we celebrated Aaron's birthday at the home of Chuck E. Cheese. I am not the biggest fan of the place, but my son is, and well, that is where he wanted to go. For all who are interested, 4 o'clock on a weeknight is a great time to have a party at C.E.C's. We had cake and played games with a few of Aaron's closest friends, Avery and Ethan. At the end of the party we noticed Aaron becoming aggitated and weepy, and sure enough he was warm with fever. He spent the next day in bed with pretty high fever and after some signs of feeling better on Saturday, he suddenly went downhill. Sunday night Kevin and I both felt like we needed to get him to the ER, and by 3 a.m the next day they admitted him for pneumonia. He was in bad shape. But by 9 o'clock last night the doctor was so amazed with his progress, he let him come home. He told us that he expected Aaron to be on oxygen another full day, and was surprised that his O2 levels stayed above 90 when they took him off the oxygen. He's a strong boy, that Aaron. He had a rough day today, he coughed all day long getting all that junk up, and the steroids they put him on have made him a little more than irritable. He has thrown things, kicked at us, called us names like "stinky," yelled "I don't like you Mommy," about a dozen times, and then after his fits he would cry and say, "mommy, why am I so mean, I don't want to be mean!" I just tell him "it's not you, buddy, it's the yucky medicines!" I hate medications, I will admit, because of side effects like these and various other reasons, but they pulled him out of a rough place, so I guess I am grateful. We hope that he will begin to eat again tomorrow and get his strength up. We thank the Lord that our boy is in our bed peacefully sleeping right now. Anyway, here are some pics of the whole ordeal.

These are the beautiful flowers my mom and mother-in law gave to me on my birthday, thanks you moms!

Before the party started (he was so excited)

His "bestest" friend Ethan waiting a turn

Eli and Granny

Lexi playing whatever this game is called (air hockey?)

Blowing out his 4 candles

I had to get in a cute Eli pic

Sunday, about a couple hours before we took him in

All he wanted to do was sit by the window, so they gave him a long O2 cord and he would just sit and watch life go on from the 7th floor

I got a smile...

and then he got a little grouchy

Aunt Marilyn (Papa's sister) came and sat at the window with him

by the way, the pediatric wings at the hospital today are sure better than when I was a kid. They brought him teddy bears, coloring books, any movie he wanted to watch (we picked Toy Story) and they even had a real neat toy and snack room for the siblings to play. But, it wasn't enough for any of us to want to stay any longer!