It's about all I can take not to go screaming through a wall like those old cartoons that have the image of the character cut out of the bricks as they run away. That's me! Tuesday I go to get my son up from his crib to find he has 103 fever. GREAT! So we spend the day with him on my lap flaming hot and lethargic. We finally go to the Dr. and discover double ear infections, swollen glands, and buckets of mucus. NICE! So a bit of amoxicilin and a good night's sleep later...
I go to get him up from his crib yesterday to discover some gross, brown dried stuff on his face. I froze. I contemplated just how contractionally obligated I was to the kid. I mean, my first thought was that he wiped poop all over his face, and with that, I would be ready to call this relationship null and void. But with further review, I see that it is actually blood. As in blood all over my child's face. And his blanket. And his pillow, pj's, bedding.... WTH? He has never had a nose bleed. So it takes over 2 hours and many gory details later, I get the bleeding to stop. Only to turn around at nap time to see the same thing, only worse. UG.
Oh yeah, I did it... here's the nose bleed. You are so very welcome!
I absolutely know there was no need for those pictures, but I get squeamish, so I wanted your moral support. Be lucky it wasn't the second one. That was a doozie.
So after calling our Dr. we got the privilege of going to Urgent Care where they proceeded to stick cotton balls up my kid's nose. Wanna know how long that lasted? Oh, who am I kidding, you are mothers, you know precisely how long that lasted. So what we basically did was just teach this small child to shove crap up his nose. WONDERFUL! Oh, and I get to shove Q-Tips up there 3 times a day with antibiotic cream on it to stop the bleeding and let all the little broken blood vessels heal. The only good news was that he was completely acting like himself at the Dr. Not really sure if that is good news, but I'm gonna sway that direction.
So I am working on chants and rain dances to get the kid well before we travel the 7 hours to Iowa and spread our germs cross country. Heaven help our friends that their kids don't get it. Such brave souls to still allow us to come see them over Easter.
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