Holding my Breath

Last night we had to put Jackson back on his oxygen. Really for reasons unknown he just started to destat and needed the extra help I suppose. He did well throughout the night, with the oxygen of course. This morning I took him back off the oxygen to see how he would do. So far its been about a half an hour and he is doing fine. He went a whole nine days without oxygen until last night. Yes I cried about it. I cried because I thought I was finally rid of all the stupid equipment. I cried because it seems like it never ends. Mostly I cried because Jackson has to work so hard everyday to do the most simple things that you and I do so easily. Back to holding my breath. So here is to round three of no oxygen. Third times a charm, right?