James get better.

So I took James to the doctors on Friday because James' cough and it wasn't getting better.
When the doctor listens to him, he's fine. But he ended up making the noise I was hoping.
She told me that he is wheezing. So she gave me a presciption for an inhaler. We have been keeping log of when we give it to him in James' journal. He does pretty good with it . And yet I don't think so.

My parents, James , and me went to one of our cousins graduation parties. James had a good time, he was talking away with the loud crowd of people. It was cute how Wendy our cousin was playing with James. When we left, we were half way home when James started crying and I was in the back to play with James. James cried so hard he started coughing and then chocking. We were on the 215 at night. He did it again and this time he threw up. I was afraid he was going to chock on his vomit and stop breathing! My mom convinces me to take him out of his carseat. I didn't want to but I didn't want to watch my boy chocking. I didn't have a choice. We pull over onthe side of the free way that is crazy. But I ended up getting all the way out finally. Calmed him down after a few minutes. I tell James that we have to put him back in the carseat again and he's fine. Me and my mom switch so James can't look at me and want me to hold him. So we're taking scenic route back home. Why I don't know. He started crying again. I sk my dad to pull over and so he does, but my mom says "he fine and we're almost home. " I just didn't want him crying so hard again and chocking. They make me question myself of what's best to do to prevent this happening again. It was scary seeing him throw up like he did playing over in my head. So I told my dad to pull over now. So my dad ends up braking on a right turn right before the intersection. Then he and I start yelling, Ugh! My dad gets into Walgreen's parking lot at that corner and I'm already to jump out of the car. I don't do well when people yell at me. I always have gotten away from the person who argued with me. So I grab James out after the car is parked. My mom tells my dad to go home. I go in walgreen's to cool off. Ready to cry because of the situation and the fact that I live with my parents,but I don't cry. Instead I call james' doc to tell her of what James did that night. She asks me questions and everything. She says she is going to call in a persciption. I tell her I'm here already and can give the number to her. And she asks me to call her tomorrow. William gets their to pick me up and we get the persciption for James. What an eventful night. And I told William the thing that sucks is that I have to apologize even if I'm the right or wrong. I have to make peace. I hope very soon we can get our own place little ways away from both of our parents side. I am grateful that are helping us live here, don't get me wrong. It's lots better here then at William' s parents. Just hope I have a good sunday at Church since I couldn't sleep. Hope we have a good time at his parents house for dinner tonight. Hope, hope, hope.