I think I missed my calling. As it turns out, I should have been a nurse. Over the past week we’ve struggled with fevers, chills, runny noses, wheezing and coughing. Our best friends are currently tissues, Tylenol and the nebulizer.
It all started with Anderson. Coughing, wheezing, not sleeping and being unusually fussy. We were hoping it was just a cold, but as it turns out double ear infection and a possible diagnosis of Reactive Airway Disease. He should grow out of the latter and we’re on some serious antibiotics for his third ear infection in as many months. That plus the nebulizer have really helped him start to feel better and sleep more than an hour at a time. He does not enjoy the nebulizer, even with the fun fish mask.
Well, Saturday evening after having been at the doctor with Anderson that morning, Ella gets a fever of 102. Tylenol has gotten it down, but since then it’s come back every single day. I knew she wasn’t feeling well when she asked to go see our doctor. I finally got her in and she also has a double ear infection as well as an upper respiratory infection.
Those two aren’t the only ones under the weather. It was time for Lucky’s check-up. We noticed a strange rash on his belly. They had to do skin scraps to send to the lab, but poor thing has ointment that we have to rub on him which means he gets the cone of shame. Poor dog.
With those two (three) sickies, it’s no surprise that Josh and I are not feeling our best. I refuse to get sick! I just don’t have time for that, especially since we’re going to the mountains this weekend. Luckily we got the kids on antibiotics so they shouldn’t pass anything onto our friends’ kids.
I know that you all wish that you could spend the week at our house with us.