They gave Will a breathing treatment pretty much right off the bat. Which made me nervous and scared also right off the bat...images and emotions from the ER seem to come back pretty quickly with that boy and his breathing. What came first, the chicken or the egg? Asthma, RSV, the cold? Who knows what causes what, but Will seems to have an affinity for asthma-like symptoms. Restricted Airway Disease. He'll probably grow out of it and in the meantime we'll try really hard to give him VERY LITTLE steroids (they gave him a steroid shot last month for croup...also related to this...and so my dr. was very hesitant to give him any more, they can have life-long negative effects if given too much) and give him albuterol through a nebulizer.
|Look at the cute little fishy-face!|
All this led to Alexander's Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. An hour wait for the nebulizer (with 3 kids, I had my niece), over an hour at the Tmobile store, even longer on the phone with them after that(at my sister's, my phone is still broken). Running an errand at WSU and promising the kids a treat at grandpa's if they were good, only to walk up to the building in the middle of a fire drill. Awesome. Some potty accidents at the store, some spilled milk that FLEW across the ENTIRE kitchen. It was just one of those days. Not to mention I hate dealing with customer service people who can't do what you need, and I hate wasting time accomplishing nothing. So I put the kids in the tub at the end of the day for some fun.
By the way, Will is a CRAZY MAN in the tub. He won't stay on his back, so he's constantly flipping onto his stomach(constantly, I can barely hold him still to wash his hair), so I only put the teeniest of water in the tub so he doesn't drown himself. But then last night he decided to try eating the bubbles, so he kept bobbing his head underwater, until I decided I was going to have a heart attack and we needed to be done for the evening, haha.
|I think they look alike in this photo.|
|See that crazy face?|