I took an unintentional blog break the past few days to focus on the sick boy in my house. We all struggle with our allergies at this time of year, but Brinky’s allergy attack morphed into an ear infection last week. I came home last Tuesday to a feverish little boy who just wanted to be held.
He was just so pitiful. I stayed with him most of Wednesday while we went to the doctor and got him settled in with antibiotics for the ear infection and some Tylenol. I know that antibiotics can be prescribed too often, but there are definitely times when I’d like to be able to call the doctor and say, “This is my third kid. I’m certain he has an ear infection. Do we have to waste your time and mine (and my money) to see you for five minutes to get a prescription?” I really do understand, but I hate putting a miserably sick boy through all that trouble.
He felt a little better on Thursday and then started to feel worse again on Friday. Saturday morning he woke up with a horrible barking cough and wheezing. He was wheezing and lethargic most of the weekend, so he slept with us at night and on me the majority of the day. He had given up the pacifier, but we let him have it back to help soothe him while he wasn’t feeling good.
I mean, how much more pitiful can a boy get? In order to try to get some liquids into him, we gave him a freeze pop and let him drink it with a straw (he loves straws the most).
We took him back to the doctor today since he hasn’t improved as much as we expected and in fact his breathing has worsened, so now he’s on steroids on top of the antibiotics. The good news is he’s finally willing to take the medicine without a major fight – and he’s feeling much better. So I’m hoping today is the last of our sick days (for now) and we can resume normal life tomorrow!