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persephone33 Feb. 1st, 2008 08:17 am)
persephone33 Feb. 1st, 2008 08:17 am) Would anyone like to tell me why a child's medical emergencies only happen between the hours of 2 a.m. and 4:30 a.m., when all normal people are trying to freaking sleep?
And why they never go to Nolan's side of the bed?
(Actually, I can answer that. They could've lost an arm and be bleeding out, and Nolan would say, "You're fine. Go back to bed.")
So. The boys are at my bedside in their little boxer-briefs, shivering, and Ethan tells me, "I can't breathe."
If you don't have children who have had upper respiratory troubles since they were 15 months old, words simply cannot express how much you hate those words. I immediately go into Super!Mom mode. Like I hadn't been asleep for the last 5 hours already. Out comes the nebulizer, the Xopenex, and the pedia care & tylenol. I sit with him while we do a double treatment, and he goes back to sleep rather easily. I, on the other hand, did not. And as a little extra added bonus, I think I've got it, too.
His fever keeps coming back, but the flu and strep tests were negative when I took him to the doctor yesterday morning. Any advice from you moms on the f-list? If not, we hunker down and wait it out.
Aaron is an iron man. The child never gets sick, and he's a little indignant that Ethan's getting to stay home from school again.
Please let us get better before we have to spend 16 hours in a car. Pretty please? With sugar on top?
And a little side of delightful:reenie1sent me MUSIC yesterday, and it's freaking AWESOME, you don't even know. I'm listening to the Best of Led Zepplin (according to her) on the car ride home, looking at Ethan in the rear view mirror to make sure he's alright, thinking that he's going to make a comment about the new music. Because he notices when I get something new. He didn't say a word. I chalk it up to him being sick.
Then, I get him home and tuck him beneath a blanket on the couch, and stick in Bridge to Terabithia, and he says in a small little voice, "Mom? That CD in the car rocked."
I have to agree. It totally did. :D
And why they never go to Nolan's side of the bed?
(Actually, I can answer that. They could've lost an arm and be bleeding out, and Nolan would say, "You're fine. Go back to bed.")
So. The boys are at my bedside in their little boxer-briefs, shivering, and Ethan tells me, "I can't breathe."
If you don't have children who have had upper respiratory troubles since they were 15 months old, words simply cannot express how much you hate those words. I immediately go into Super!Mom mode. Like I hadn't been asleep for the last 5 hours already. Out comes the nebulizer, the Xopenex, and the pedia care & tylenol. I sit with him while we do a double treatment, and he goes back to sleep rather easily. I, on the other hand, did not. And as a little extra added bonus, I think I've got it, too.
His fever keeps coming back, but the flu and strep tests were negative when I took him to the doctor yesterday morning. Any advice from you moms on the f-list? If not, we hunker down and wait it out.
Aaron is an iron man. The child never gets sick, and he's a little indignant that Ethan's getting to stay home from school again.
Please let us get better before we have to spend 16 hours in a car. Pretty please? With sugar on top?
And a little side of delightful:
reenie1sent me MUSIC yesterday, and it's freaking AWESOME, you don't even know. I'm listening to the Best of Led Zepplin (according to her) on the car ride home, looking at Ethan in the rear view mirror to make sure he's alright, thinking that he's going to make a comment about the new music. Because he notices when I get something new. He didn't say a word. I chalk it up to him being sick. Then, I get him home and tuck him beneath a blanket on the couch, and stick in Bridge to Terabithia, and he says in a small little voice, "Mom? That CD in the car rocked."
I have to agree. It totally did. :D
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The only thing worse than having a sick kiddo is having a sick kiddo when you are sick too. The only advice I have is riding it out since the tests came back negative.
If the Tylenol doesn't help, you can try a dose of Motrin two hours after a dose of Tylenol and alternate them until the fever is gone. (Every military doc I've ever taken my kiddos to had instructed me to do that with stubborn fevers.)
Ohh! Freeze pops work well to, not only to settle upset stomachs but to help bring down the fever. I always make my own with juice or watered down Gatorade.
I have to agree with Ethan, Zeppelin does rock!
I hope your day gets better and that both you and the little man feel better quickly.
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Speaking of better...
I'm not a mom, but I do have some advice. If the cultures came back negative, it means it's probably a virus; and viri you usually have to ride out. Ibuprofin will bring his fever down, and a little Vernors to wash it down with never hurt anyone.
Also: RE: Zep...
Brock is impressed with your son's taste in music.
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I nod to Brock. My son does have excellent taste in music.
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2. I totally just bought the whole studio collection of Led Zeppelin for my Matt for xmas ... still need to burn all that ... woot! for xmas presents to both of us ;) (though honestly, I'm more of a Floyd fan, but when you're choosing between Zeppelin and Floyd, it's kinda a win win)
♥
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Have you seen the youtube that's going around of TF playing guitar? (squeee)
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He's so frakking adorable!
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I've finally come up with a prompt for my contest that will run in early summer after the fic exchange. You interested in judging still?
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Sign me up to judge! WOOT!
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How about me?
(Carrie, not Michael)
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Anyway, Carrie, absolutely not! You have to write something! Remember you won the thing last time!
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You know, I have learned to love Led Zeppelin. My kids think they are the greatest rock band ever.
I hope you guys get better before the trip.
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Thanks.
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And HOORAY! for new music!
And I probably won't be able to scene until this evening, sorry. More details about that later.
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Sick kids suck. Here's hoping you all feel more rested and healthy tomorrow. :(
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I hope you both feel better soon!
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Asthma can be very scary, feeling your lungs tighten up and your breaths get shallower. I'm glad he's okay now. Never liked nebulizers. :-P
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