I apologize for the lack of blogging lately. This picture gives a little glimpse of what life has been like the past few weeks in our house. After 3 more weeks of sickness, than a week of me (kind of ) catching up on work, I am finally back. We had some yucky stuff going through our house a few weeks ago. It started with Hudson. He had a fever for 3-4 days, it rarely went away, even with tylenol. He was miserable. He couldn't sleep so we were up most of the night watching movies (Thanks to Gigi and Papa for bringing us their stash. I was getting pretty tired of watching the couple movies we own.)
Then the cough started. It was on a Friday so we figured better safe than sorry, so I went ahead and took him in to the doctor. I was a little shocked - and a little freaked out - when she diagnosed it as RSV. (A respiratory virus that can lead to bronchitis or pneumonia.) That was our worst fear last year after Tate came home. You might recall he had $2000 shots every month for several months to give him antibodies specifically to fight RSV. And Tate had just started coughing that morning too. But thankfully it was this year and not last and Tate was bigger (although RSV can still be very dangerous.)
Since it's a virus antibiotics won't help. It just has to run it's course and we had to make sure they stayed well hydrated. The boys had to do breathing treatments several times a day to help with the tightness in their chests and the nasty coughing. The first few times was quite a fight for both of them, but we quickly figured out what worked:
For Hudson it was playing the ipod.
For Tate it was just letting him do it all by himself!
It was a struggle the first couple times. Usually he would sit for a few minutes if I turned on the Praise Baby DVD we have and he'd watch that. But rarely would we make it through the whole breathing treatment (about 10 minutes). Till one day he took it from me and was playing with it. I took his mask off and just let him play with it - and he was perfectly content!
So Hudson basically lived on the couch in the basement for a week and a half, watching movies. Tate was a little harder to console. But we made it. Then Jamie and I both caught colds from them and we had another week of it. Jamie had it much worse than I did though. He still can't taste anything since he has been so congested! Don't have to worry about what I fix for dinner!