Tall cup of heaven for a sickly Mommy

Jon kept Emma home again yesterday since he was off work for the holiday. I was at work with a slightyly sore throat and was sneezing like crazy. I woke up this morning about 5:00 AM and coughed so hard that I gagged and got sick. Not a fun feeling on an even more sore throat. I woke Jon up and told him that I was not going to work...I was feeling way too yucky. So I called and got a 9:30 AM appointment to see our doctor's nurse practioner and I packed up Emma and was off to their office. We were there from 9:28 AM until 11:04 AM! Emma was so over that little room about 20 minutes after we were showed into the room. Do you know how hard it is to be achy and sickly and chase a toddler around a room?! "Baby, don't touch that...Emma don't open that...Punkin, please do not touch that...please step away from the door." It was so much more than not fun.

It was torture with a pounding head and an aching body. Emma was so protective of me as they took my blood pressure and weight and everything though. It was like don't touch my momma! She is not particularly fond of doctor's offices especially three times in a week. She prescribed me a decongestant and an antibiotic...it was off to the pharmacy in the cold, nasty rain. She said it would be at least 45 minutes so I run through Sonic to get Emma a little something. They mess up and do not give us the tots I ordered...just fries so she would not eat them. She munched on her sandwich and apple juice. I wanted something warm on my throat but I am so not a big coffee fan. I do the gas station cappacino's every now and again but only because they are not overly coffee tasting plus they are less than a $1! Since Emma was with me and the weather was so gross, I decided to do Starbucks...they have a drive thru. I had no clue what most of the menu meant so I ordered a Tall Caramel Spiced Cider...it was heaven in a cup! I might even have Jon bring me another one when he gets home.

We finally get the prescriptions and head home...so thankful that we can pull in the garage and stay out of the weather. Emma was coughing by this time so I came in and gave her a breathing treatment which is getting harder and harder to do, little stinker! Anyways...she is down for a nap and I think I am going to join her. I want to sleep even though I know the house needs cleaned and even sanatized after all this sickness! It will have to wait...I have a baby to go snuggle.

The Cakes is sick.

Emma has been feeling under the weather since about Tuesday evening. Jon stayed home with her on Wednesday and took her to see the doctor. She has a viral infection and croup and is 25 lbs 5 oz fully dressed! He prescribed her an oral steroid to help with her lungs and breathing tube to open up. We also bought a humidifier for her room. She seemed to be feeling a little better on Thursday so I went ahead and took her to the sitter. She called me about lunchtime and said that Emma had gagged at lunch and gotten sick but was immediately fun so not to worry about coming to get her until after work. I get there at 5:15 to pick her up and she looks miserable. She is clammy and whiny. The sitter said she just started acting clingy and whiny about 5:00 when she changed her diaper. She did not want to let go of me to get in her carseat. It made me feel horrible to drive home listening to her whimper knowing she just wanted Mommy to hold her. I was upset at myself for not having Jon just stay home with her again. My Mommy guilt was compounded when Emma got sick all over herself and me as soon as we were home.

He stayed home with her on Friday and he said she was playing and running around most of the day. She didn't want to eat anythign until that evening when she ate 2 1/2 eggs! We had her 1st haircut scheduled for 9:30 AM on Saturday but she was miserable again when she woke up that morning. She had a 103 fever and her cough was back but it was a different sounding cough, not as barky as before. We went ahead and took her, all bundled up, since it was three appointments and a little late to just cancel! She was so good during her haircut but you could tell she was not feeling good. All day Saturday and into the night was about the same...we kept up with her medicine and had her sleeping on the Boppy so she was more upright.

We took her to the on-call doctor at our pediatrician's office on Sunday at the suggestion of the Vanderbilt's nurse triage that answers their off hours calls. She now has a severe upper respiratory infection, croup and an ear infection. She is also down to 24 lbs 14 oz fully clothed. My poor baby has lost 6 oz with all this yuck going on. They gave her a breathing treatment on the spot and checked her oxygen level to make sure she was getting enough. They sent us home with the machine (it looks like a duck) and three more prescriptions. She is not doing very well with the oral medicine...she is so over being sick...but she is actually asking for the breathing treatments. I think it is because of how much easier she can breathe after them. I can feel how "rattley" and wheezy she is and how much better she sounds as she is taking the treatments.





Luckily, Jon is off today for the holiday so Emma has another day here at home with Daddy. I guess we'll see how tomorrow goes and if she is feeling better then its back to the sitter.