I have been gone for five days. I went to visit a buddy in Vancouver, then my brother in Victoria.

The day before I left Ozzie started feeling kinda warm. It wasn’t a big fever, only like 99.3 or so. So we kept an eye in it, gave Advil when he needed it, and I flew out thursday afternoon.

Over the course of the weekend, brad started feeling sick. So we assumed was Ozzie had was a virus.

But then his glands got so big.

Brad took him to the clinic, and it turns out that both his ears are infected. So the doc gave a prescription for antibiotics. Poor Ozzie had a vital throat thing, plus war infections… Then he stated getting mucous. Snotty face.

Which means suction. And no sleep for brad. This morning he sent me a text that he was taking Ozzie to the hospital.

I’m still in Victoria. I’m flying out tonight. I tried to get my flight changed to an earlier time to come home sooner, but there weren’t a lot of flight options. And it would have costed me over $400 to come home 4 hours sooner.

Meanwhile, Ozzie was admitted. When he got there his sats were 92 on 2L of oxygen. 92 is really low for 2L of oxygen, which is kind of a lot of oxygen.

They did a chest xray, and it’s pneumonia. Again.

They’ve put in an NG tube, and he’s on oxygen still.

So, I’m writing this from the airport – when I arrive home at 1:00 tomorrow morning, I’ll be heading straight to the hospital to take over so brad can get some much needed sleep.