Sunday night we spent the night at the family house in Sooke surrounded by cousins and dogs and dander and all sorts of allergens for my poor husband and son. Both had allergy medication, but poor Jack was having a rough go of it. Monday night we were back at home and Jack was sleeping in our bed, struggling to catch his breath. At 11:30 I took him to emerg. and by then he was breathing in tiny spurts and we rushed to the back, a respiratory specialist telling me, he is asthmatic, this is an asthma attack...two rounds of the nebulizer mask and a dose of oral steroids and we were sent home with a "puffer" he will take two times a day (for how long? forever?) and a preventative "puffer" and one for if he is actually having an attack. We also have an appointment (a month away!) with a pediatrician and the asthma clinic. My anxiety is through the roof. I know it is "just asthma" but what if it is something else? What if something else pops up? I am fine during the day and then basically wake up at intervals all night checking his breathing and chewing my nails. Taking a deep breath here and counting my blessings.