The weekend before Thanksgiving - Brent, Jack, and I spent the weekend with Brent's family fishing up around the Norfork dam. We had an awesome time, however the night before we left, Jack spent most of the night, throwing up everything he had in his little tummy until there was nothing left. I can't explain the fear I had. Jack has never thrown up before and I felt completely helpless. It was an awful feeling. I would've done anything to take his place and throw up for him. Well, I got my chance - three days later, Thanksgiving Day, Brent and I spent the whole day hugging a toilet instead of eating turkey and dressing. We thought we had food poisoning but after two more days 4 of my family members got sick as well and we found out we all had a stomach virus that started with my little Jack-Jack.
Now my sweet little boy is sick again and this time with RSV. We left Texas on Monday and went straight to the doctor in Conway. The doctor said then, that he had croup cough. Which I think he did, but he also had some kind of cold or virus that he didn't explain to us. So, we went in again today to a different doctor who was very good at checking him thoroughly and did a breathing treatment, nose swab, and chest x-ray. The nose swab told us that Jack was 100% positive for RSV (a respiratory virus) No wonder he's wheezing constantly and coughing so strongly. Off we go to the pharmacy once again and get him an inhaler so he can breathe better, some benadryl, and pedialyte because the poor dear keeps having diarrhea and a sore bottom.
I looked back at my sick little son in the back seat tonight with his severly chapped nose and mouth, rosy cheeks, and really snotty nose and thought - I don't know if I can have more kids. If this one child I have gets sick and throws me into a nervous wreck like I've been, I can't imagine having two. My heart aches beyond belief for my Jack. I'm praying that he sleeps better tonight than he did last night. Please pray for him too!
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4 comments:
April I completely understand your feelings. Andrew was diagnosed with pneumonia at 7 months old, 9 months old and then with bronchitis at 10 months. That was a rough winter for us. It's so hard when they are little to watch them suffer. I will say though, while I still hate to see my little man sick, it does get "easier" with time. When I say easier I don't mean it's no big deal to see him sick, just that I can handle things better. I don't get nearly as nervous now like I used to. Of course it also helps that he can talk to me now and let me know exactly what is wrong. Hang in there. Give Jack a big hug for me and I'm sure he'll be better before you know it. Love ya girl!
April you are going through what every mother has gone through at some time. It does get better and easier to cope with, meanwhile, I will pray for Jack and you too. I love you all very much.
Nanny
poor sweet little boy! I will be thinking of him and praying for you and him!!! love ya!
It seems we have all had this yucky sickness lately. Hang in there!!
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