Sick

Yea, this is getting old.  Everyone in our house is STILL sick.  Alex and I fought about him taking his medicine last night (Decadron for Croup). I crushed it up and put it in some apple juice, wouldn't take it. I mixed it in with applesauce. Refused to take it.  Finally I conned him into taking it by putting the applesauce back in the cup and smoothing the foil over the top again and putting it back in the cupboard.  Then I waited a while, got the cup out of the pantry and made a big to do about opening up a nice fresh cup of unmedicated applesauce, which he then ate, and promptly threw up. MY GOD!

So I freaked out a bit because I had no more medication and called the after hours clinic, but we couldn't get in until 10 and they said they had a 45 minute wait. Meaning a doctor wouldn't see him until nearly 11 and they wouldn't just give me more medication because it was a different doctor than he saw the night before.  I decided Alex would be better off staying at home even without the second dose of medication.  I figured if he got worse by morning, I'd just take him to see his regular doctor this morning.

Alex did fine through the night, he's still coughing something terrible, but it's less barky and more wet which leads me to believe it's a bit more productive.  No more fever and he's got some of his energy back.  Energy enough to make a mess out of the house, annoy the dog and earn himself a couple of timeouts already this morning.  So, I'm pretty sure he's on the mend.

Max woke up at 4:45 with a fever and even nastier cough than yesterday.  Adding a little ear pulling has earned him a trip to the doctor later this morning where I'm fairly certain I'll be told that he too has Croup, or ear infection, or some exotic baby disease.  It's Max's first "sick baby" trip to the doctor since we brought him home from the hospital.  Normally I'm a wait and see kind of mom, but with Alex having Croup and Max's habit of putting everything Alex touches in his mouth, I'm positive there was some mucous cross contamination.

John's still got his Man Cold and I've got the same cold, but it's a Mom Cold, meaning, no one really gives a shit.  Luckily it's not that bad, more annoying than anything else.  I can't wait for the boys to start feeling better because we've been stuck in the house for nearly two weeks and if I don't get out of here soon, I'm going to go crazy!