Since that was the first and last time I heard him giggle, we actually wrote “I’m a Little Teapot” on his gravestone.
He was only a month old when he began to feel ill around Christmas. Initially, it was just symptoms of a cold.
The decrease began at about six weeks. On January 9, 2012, we rushed Brady to the ER after his temperature reached 104 degrees.
All of the RSV and flu tests they performed came back negative. “Great,” we said, “just a cold.” At our pediatrician’s follow-up, we received the same diagnosis.
Brady, however, was obviously deteriorating. His breathing was so concerning that we returned to the pediatrician’s office on January 11.
When he coughed, it was as if he was attempting to catch his breath because he was having trouble breathing. He kept coughing, occasionally till he spat up, because it was a very wet cough.
