It’s been a hell of a week!
Monday – You had a little cough and a stuffy nose. Called the doctor’s office. They said it’s just a cold and nothing to worry about.
Tuesday – Your daddy and I now have a little cough and a stuffy nose. You have a bad cough, stuffy and runny nose. Called the doctor’s office. They said it’s just a cold and since you don’t have a fever, nothing to worry about.
Wednesday – Your daddy and I are catching up to you. You still have a bad cough and I can barely keep up with wiping your runny nose. Called the doctor’s office. Again, no fever – just a cold.
Thursday – You projectile vomitted on me. 5 times. I don’t know if you’ve ever had the experience of being projectile vomitted on. If you haven’t, picture someone throwing a full glass of water on you. Now do that 5 times. Called the doctor’s office. Again, no fever – just a cold. Fuck this “just a cold” crap. I took you into the office. How could this be “just a cold”?! In my mind, I figured if the doctor saw you maybe he’d understand a bit more. I thought of bringing my sopping wet pants in but well, that’s just gross.
Friday – Started the morning with 3 projectile vomits in a row. Down from 5 though – progress! Early afternoon, I took your temperature and now you have a fever. Called the doctor’s office. Got the okay to give you tylenol and was instructed to give you pedialyte instead of breastmilk for your next few feedings. You now have “just a bug.”
Whatever it is – I’m okay as long as the doctor says “just a” in front of whatever it is. “Just a” implies that it’s no big deal, happens all the time, totally normal…you get it. This will pass. In the meantime, i’m happy to hold you as you fall asleep. All that coughing has taken a lot out of you. By the time we said good night to you tonight your fever was gone and I think we’re back to “just a cold”…but i’ll let the doctor’s office determine that on our daily call tomorrow morning.