So remember last week, when the Hatchling had that fever and sore throat? Well, it went away, but she still seemed a little out of sorts over the weekend. Not sleeping well, more clingy than usual, a little more fragile. You know, the kind of thing where you can't tell if it's illness or just being one-and-a-half years old. Also, she had this cough. This cough, which last night blossomed into a scary sounding little seal-bark replete with wheezy, painful-sounding breathing. She woke herself up coughing at around 1:30 in the morning. (I, of course, had not yet gone to sleep, because who can sleep when your baby girl is barking like a seal every 10 minutes?) When I went into her room to get her, her breathing sounded so bad I took her right into the bathroom and turned on the shower full blast. We sat there in the steam, rocking, while Mr. Squab called the nurseline. Whee, parenting!!
So: one sleep deprived night and one visit to the doctor's office later, the Hatchling is diagnosed with croup - which I always think sounds Dickensian - PLUS, as a bonus, double ear infections! In this household, we don't pussyfoot around with disease. So we got a nice steroid shot for the croup - take THAT, Dickens - and some amoxicillin for the ear infections, and please lord that will take care of it, at least for this week.
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
Ear, Nose and Throat
Posted by squab on Tuesday, October 09, 2007
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