What a week!

D.J.'s first week at home has been anything but boring.

As mentioned before, D.J. had been diagnosed with bronchopulmonary dysplasia, a lung conditon that often affects preemies. He had been hosptialized twice in Korea for pneumonia and bronchilitis. Well, this past weekend marked hosptialization number three, and the first in the United States. D.J. had been getting over some kind of bug after we came home, so he had been coughing a lot. On Sunday, it was apparent that he was having trouble breathing. This, of course, sent us into a panic. We took him to the emergency room at Medical Center of Plano where they promptly gave him a breathing treatment and some steroids. He felt better and his lungs were clear in a matter or hours, but we still had to stay the night.

Breathing treatments are fun!

D.J. was such a trooper. He flirted with the nurses and smiled at all of the staff. Everyone commented on what a handsome and happy baby we had. Also, we were in the same hospital where Veronica was born and spent the first month of her life. D.J.'s nurses was one of Veronica's nurses when she was in the NICU and remembered us. She was so happy to see how much Veronica had grown and what a great big sister she is!

Joking around with Veronica

Anyway, D.J.'s doctor feels that he may have asthma. She said she does not usually make that diagnosis in a baby so young, especially without knowledge of a (biological) family history. However, since he was responding to the treatment, we may as well call it asthma for now. D.J. is now subjected to a regimen of breathing treatments and medications, which has made him feel better. Erek and I, on the other hand, are completely exhausted.

Other than our hospital experience, life in our house has been good. D.J. is a sweet and curious little boy who loves meeting new people. He loves his big sister and you can tell he wishes he can run and keep up with her. In time, D.J., in time. For now, stick to your commando crawl.