I wrote last week about the sickies overtaking our house. Julian and I both had (and still have, unfortunately) some nasty colds.
On Sunday night/early Monday morning, Julian’s junky cough started sounding like a barky seal (AKA croupy) cough and I began to get worried. Ava had a severe case of croup when she was just 13 months old and we ended up with a visit to the ER and a two-day hospital stay. I did NOT want to go down that road with Julian.
The wee hours of Monday morning dragged on as I stayed up with him, sitting in the steamy bathroom (to help the cough) and refreshing my memory a la AskDrSears.com on what to do if your child has croup.
We went to bed for a couple hours before Ava woke up. As I got out of bed I debated whether or not to call Julian’s doctor for an appointment. However, after I reread my blog post about Ava’s croup experience, specifically the comment that “Iâ€™d hate to see a baby any younger than Ava get it. It was hard enough with her, but I canâ€™t imagine with a really little one” I hesitated no longer and made that call. We had to rush like mad (myself unshowered, Ava’s hair uncombed, Julian barely in clothes) to make the only appointment they had available for the day. We might not have looked so hot, but we got there in time. ;)
Based on my description, the doctor said it sounded like it could be croup and, understanding my desire to stay away from the ER this time around, wrote me a prescription for an oral steroid to give him if and only if he got croupy again that night. I felt a great deal of relief knowing we had some recourse and didn’t have to sit idly by waiting for him to struggle to breathe before we could do anything.
Thankfully, he never did get croupy again, so the prescription is sitting here untouched. I am sure that had we not gone to the doctor, he would’ve needed the meds, so I’m glad we got them just in case. Just knowing they were there made me feel better. And the other good news is he’s getting a bit better each day.
I, on the other hand, seem to do OK during the day and think I’m on the mend, yet every night I’m hit with a super sore throat, congestion and lots of phlegm. I’m also having headaches more often than usual. I am hoping to turn a corner soon so I can get back to good health. It’s hard to take care of a family when you want to crawl under a rock. Part of the reason I haven’t had any blog entries of much substance lately (other than the breastfeeding carnival post, but I wrote that weeks in advance) is because I feel like crap and am tired.
Yesterday Ava came down with a fever of 102 herself and wasn’t feeling well. She’s still not back to normal today (and is eating very little), but the fever passed. Not sure what that bug was.
I’ve heard there are a lot of strange viruses going around this summer. One friend had to take her daughter to urgent care for croup. Another friend had to take her son in for a high fever that wouldn’t break after four days. Jody’s coworker’s daughter had croup too. If there are a larger number of viruses going around this year, I have to wonder why. (But that is another blog entry for another day.) ;)
I’m going to try to head to bed early tonight and hope that I can finally get over this crud. Thanks for all the healthy thoughts/vibes you’ve been sending this week. Keep ’em coming.
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