Sick, Sick, Sick

Really, another cold?  Two months in daycare and a couple of colds for Mommy, 2 for baby plus a virus.  Now Daddy is sick.  I seemed to have been the one who got the brunt of it.  I was out sick on Monday, tried to go to work on Wednesday and had to go home, and went home sick again on Friday.  All I have wanted to do is sleep.  Plus, I got a migraine on Thursday to top it all off. 

On Saturday, Colin just didn't seem to be doing well, so I called the dr and got an after-hours (weekend) appointment at the clinic.  He was wheezing a bit and his breathing was rapid.  So, in we went around 3:30pm. 

The doctor tried to take a listen to his lungs, but there was too much junk clogging his nose, so the nurse had to come in and suction his snot.  The kid HATES that more than just about anything.  It took Matt & I to hold him still while the nurse suctioned his nose.  Lots of crap came out, so it was good.  I have been having a heck of a time doing it at home since he cries and thrashes so much.

The doctor heard some wheezing, so he had a breathing treatment done and gave up a prescription for albuterol to do 2-3x/day.  My poor baby boy.  He actually did really well with the breather and didn't cry much.  He was exhausted, so I think he just had given up a bit and decided to go with it.

For the night he went to bed in his room in his swing.  Matt and I went to bed at 8:30pm (holy crap! that is early) and around 11:30pm woke up to Little Man's crying.  I went and got him to find he was really HOT.  I took his temp and it was 103.6, so he got a dose of Tylenol followed by a breathing treatment.  He slept the rest of the night in our bed.  It was the bed of sickies.  Me blowing my nose, Matt coughing, and a baby with a fever.  Aren't we awesome?