I think mucus is the devil's invention. What a miserable, disgusting thing.
I'll take blood and guts all day, but I can't stand snot.
Unfortunately, everyone but The Daddy seems to be suffering with cold/allergy issues, aka SNOT.
WHY does he always dodge the bullet? It's not fair, I tell you.
In the wee hours of Sunday morning, Weston was having some difficulty breathing. We took him to Dell, and he was diagnosed and treated for Croup. Luckily, we were able to go home that evening.
He had his ups and downs over the next few days, but today, he was just pathetic looking.
Poor baby.
We met Nana in San Marcos for the great Emily switch off. Poor Wes was whining and just wanted to be held.
I ran him up to his pediatrician when we got home.
He had a low fever, but aside from the snot and cough, everything else checked out ok. Because W is on immunosuppresive drugs, there is a chance that he has a sinus infection. So, now we have 10 days of good ole Amoxicillin. I hope this is the answer. I hate to see him so puny and lethargic.
Now for something completely different:
Random pictures from the week
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| I call this the "Hans and Frans" pose |
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| You would think that cat learned his lesson after the first baby... |
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| Resting at the hospital and holding his little rattle so sweetly <3 |
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| Snoozin' on Daddy, getting some O2 |
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| Good Lord, does the child REALLY need a megaphone??? |
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| Precious Pumpkin with her Woody and Jesse dolls |
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