Stick a fork in me

I am completely spent. 100% completely spent, stick a fork in me I'm done, I can take no more.

This adorable-I-just-got-my-hair-cut-and-she-put-gel-in-it little boy went from this epitome of cuteness

To this horrible, evilness of asthma stricken, hospital bound, pneumonia brewing, fluid in the lungs, non breathing, always coughing, can't catch his breath, fever blistering no sleep little baby I once held in my arms.

Even though he is not yet back to normal, he still has fluid in his lungs, he is still on a million different meds, he still has yet to go back to school as he can't walk down the street 4 houses without having an attack. But he is FINALLY able to sleep.

This picture he was sleeping sitting up next to me as that is the only way he could sleep without coughing his little lungs out.

But he is finally able to sleep. And I am just done. Not to mention my own medical issues that I am dealing with. I just want to hide in a hole for a year and sleep! Wake me when the world looks normal again please?

I don't know what I would do without my friends who were there to commiserate with me and help me cope!

Is it the weekend yet?