I really hate to do this and I feel so incredibly guilty but… This is Mister Malachai. Poor guy has pneumonia in both lungs and RSV. On 1/20/25, he was rushed to the Barbara Bush Children’s Hospital to get a higher level of care than the local hospitals could give him. He was admitted to the PICU (Pediatric Intensive Care Unit) ward with no release date as of yet. The doctors say he has a lot of targets he has to meet, and that could take some time.

His respiratory team last night was very concerned with his breathing. Watching his poor little chest struggle to just be able to breathe. The sounds coming out of his chest are horrifying. This morning, they were able to lower it a little bit. He seems to be tolerating it all right. They say he’s just very tired from fighting.

I refuse to leave his side. I won’t let him be alone for even a second. This has put a strain on my financial situation. I missed this week of work and don’t even have a return date as of right now. They say once he is released from here, they would like him to stay home from daycare for at least another week to make sure that he gets all of his strength back. We all know how many germs are floating around daycare and schools. This hospital is a godsend. They have been very accommodating and making sure we have all of the essentials we could need. The only thing they are not able to help with is food, which has cost me a small fortune. I am very fortunate that my family is back in Waterville taking care of my three daughters and providing them with the support that they need. At this point, I feel like I’m just rambling on because I feel so guilty asking for help. I hate asking for help and only do so when I actually really need it. I know that the world is already struggling and things are hard for everyone at the moment. I understand if you cannot help, but even a share helps.