John really likes to keep us on our toes I guess. Spitting up wasn't enough, now he's aspirating his vomit. Now everytime he spits up he inhales it and starts gasping for air. Of course the ER doctor wasn't at all helpful, not that I really expected him to be. Luckily his lungs sound clear for now so we'll be taking him in to the doctor tomorrow. And I of course can't go to sleep now because I'm so worried about him.
I think with the small age gap between him and Isabella he just wants to make sure he doesn't get over looked. I have to say he's doing a pretty good job at that. And man did all the medical equipment bring back bad memories of HG and the NICU. We were in the same room I had been in during the first trimester of Isabella's pregnancy.