Here We Go Again

Rex has been sick lately. He caught it from Nate, go figure. Nate had a cough, runny nose, was sleepy, maybe a low grade fever, for 3 days. Rex had a cough, runny nose, and fever too. For the first 2 days. Then the wheezing started, followed by gagging, a higher fever, nothing good.
When he woke up from his nap yesterday burning up, looking dazed, and talking gibberish (I eventually realized he was talking about his whip. Damn that Indiana Jones...) I called Todd frantic (something he says I do often, but I can only think of a few occasions: near the ends of the pregnancies and when the bird broke into the house*), got out the nebulizer and began to panic. I was terrified we were close to reliving last years horrid trip to the ER and hospital stay. Todd rushed home and I took Rex straight to the Dr. to check for possible breathing problems/pneumonia (again).
This is what we found out...Rex most likely has a slight form of asthma but we cannot make a clinical diagnosis until he is at least 7. Until then he will have to use a nebulizer every winter, December to March, to help keep his lungs strong and attempt to prevent any "real" problems. He has two treatments he will use, one when he's sick and one as a preventative measure.
Great.
He is doing fine now, but none of us are very excited about the treatment plan.

*In case you hadn't heard this one before...
Once when we were in Normal a bird flew into our house through a small crack next to the air conditioner. I freaked out and called Todd at work to come home and get it out of the house, while a little Nate laughed and an infant Rex screamed. The bird eventually flew out the front door, however Todd and his friends made fun of me for months. In fact, Todd still teases me about it now.