“Daddy, please pray for me.”
The doctor said she has Bronchitis and he suggested we use her nebulizer every 6 hours. Wednesday night was scary. Her asthma seemed to be getting worse throughout the day and she was taking the nebulizer more and more often. Instead of every 6 hours she was taking it every 4 hours. She coughed all night and at 11pm I went in to sit with her.
At 5am she tried to take the nebulizer but again couldn’t catch her breath. She was starting to panic, which makes it worse. I talked with her to calm her down and told her to take the inhaler like last time. After the first spray, she still couldn’t breathe. She said, “daddy, please pray for me.” As she inhaled a second time, I was praying…begging really. I was already running through my mind what I would do if she could not catch her breath. There is no 911 here. I would drive to a friends house who lives down the street and we would drive her to a hospital. I told him to be ready earlier that night. And at that very second, she breathed. She was then able to take her nebulizer and sleep a few more hours. This is the question I can’t stop asking myself: What would a single mom in El Rosario do if her child were in the same situation? I was able to provide multiple medical options, in the middle of the night. Cecilia was able to take a steam shower at 3am. I was able to microwave a hot cup of tea to calm her cough. I was able to do it all, with light. Most single moms we know do not have electricity.
