According to them, “We still don’t know.” The possibility that it might have been whooping cough was just never taken into account.
Brady’s condition has not improved by January 23. Eight days later, they finally began him on antibiotics.
At last, they diagnosed him with whooping cough and told he would have to spend five days in the hospital.
However, it didn’t look good. Brady simply kept to himself. He did not appear to be himself. He received a lot of intravenous fluids and albuterol.
He was just lying in his cot when he became really swollen and puffy. In the hospital, I sat with him in the rocking chair, sort of staring down at him as he was hooked up to the feeding tube and oxygen.
He might occasionally smile at you. He would shake as the nebulizer treatments increased his heart rate. I recall carefully monitoring his heart rate and numbers. His heart was pounding hard.
