What a week!

This time last Sunday I was in a hospital room watching Lex breath thru an oxygen tube. I was sending and responding to about a thousand texts. We got out of the hospital on Monday, taking with us a nebulizer and a prescription for amoxicillian. 7 weeks old and Lex had his first and hopefully only, trip to the ER. He's doing well now, but of course, I'm hovering over him all the time. I'm all kinds of confused. Just genral disoriented. I don't think I'm spelling things correctly. Oh well, I'm allowed right now. I need to sleep. I've stopped doing that in order to worry about Lex more. Because there issn't a whole lot I can do about him that I'm not already. So worring makes me feel better.