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Suzanne and her asthma

Last Saturday Suzanne had a terrible asthma attack. There was a youth group activity at a compound a couple of miles away from Sahel Academy. They were going to play Capture the Flag, but Suzanne never got to play. Somebody was burning stuff on the compound and the smoke really got to her. It wasn't long before she was gasping for air. Chad Winsor raced her back to the dorm, speeding along as fast as he could, honking his horn, and running every red light.

She got started on her nebulizer right away. Usually she is over it within 24 - 48 hours, but this time it went on for days. To make a long story short, we finally decided on Friday to come down to Niamey to be with her. We felt like she probably needed some Mom and Dad encouragement.

She has been testing her breathing level with her peak flow meter and doing her nebulizer four times a day and has been put on Prednisone for 10 days. She seemed to turn a corner yesterday afternoon and is doing much better now.

A long time ago Daniel started calling her "Motor Mouth" whenever she would do her nebulizer, so here is our little Motor Mouth.


Dusty Penguin said…
Poor thing. She really looks wiped out. I hope from now on a dorm parent will always make sure she has her inhaler or meds with her. I'm glad she's feeling better and that you went to be with her. I'm sure that helped her to be more relaxed.
Cindy said…
We have been praying for Suzanne and you guys too!!
Om. said…
Gypsy said…
Oh, my poor cuzzy! I hope shes okay! Tell her I LOVES HER MOSTEST BIGESTEST BEST!
Anonymous said…
Must have been so scary for her and for you and John! I was glad to read that you were able to go down and see her. People like Chad Winsor are a gift from God!
Give her a big hug from me!

We had the youth group over to our house and I thought more than once how nice it would have been to have Suzanne here among the crowd. Some of the Walton boys had not made the connection who Steve was, so you can imagine their surprise when they walked in and saw the African pottery, and photos and so on...

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