Can't catch a break

When it rains it pours... cats and dogs.

I know that having a child in daycare means the child will catch whatever's going around, but it really gets under my skin to see the daycare worker do nothing to separate the child with a contagious respiratory cough from the rest of the kids. Now, I know you can't segregate the lil dude, but here's the kicker: He was climbing ON TOP of A-Train last week. So I knew it was inevitable. Luckily, that particular daycare worker is no longer employed there. The rest seem to have decent brains in their heads. This was also the same worker who let AJ sleep all day every time she worked.

That's another rant, maybe. Today blog post is an update on Tiny Hiney's condition.

She got The Cough starting on about Thursday. No big deal, it didn't seem that serious. She didn't sleep well, of course, because of the phlegm and snot-factory she had become. Naturally, Thursday and Friday nights were pretty sleepless. I knew not what I had in store for me.

Saturday morning, AJ was lying on her back on the floor. I was propped up next to her, getting ready for our weekend morning ritual of playing and some tummy time. Not this time.

She projectile vomited INTO MY MOUTH!!! *cue freakout dance* S-Factor took her while I showered and brushed my teeth since it was in my mouth, eyes, hair, down my shirt, etc. She threw up a couple of more times that morning, and twice in the evening. It was bad.

We took shifts Saturday night, hanging out with her all swaddled up on the couch. She slept fitfully, which means whoever was on shift slept fitfully, as well as anyone within earshot. In other words, even the dog got no sleep.

Sunday morning/afternoon, she was lethargic and just had zero energy. Didn't feel like eating much. I picked up some Pedialyte to help keep her hydrated. Her fever was around 99 both days (Saturday and Sunday).

Around 4 or 5 pm (right around the time for kickoff for the Saints/Vikings game), she started cooing, squealing, and blowing raspberries. We were thrilled! Our little personality was back! She was smiling and playing and even laughing. The bedtime routine went as per normal albeit a little later than usual (had to watch the Saints game!).

About half an hour after we put her to bed, she woke up and simply would not stop crying. It wasn't an ear-splitting wail, just that constant whine/cry when they feel really sick. S took the first shift so I could get some sleep. He even took her for a drive in the Jeep to try to get her to sleep. He says she took about a 2 hour nap so he was able to nap some too.

But then HE started feeling bad around 1 am. Dry scratchy hurty throat and headache. Great. Fantastic. It was time for my shift anyway, so he took some Nyquil and went to bed while I camped out with AJ on the couch.

No rest for the weary.

She still had a fever of about 99.5 this morning, which isn't enough to keep her out of daycare, so we dropped her off till we could get her a doctor's appointment. No dice. 45 minute after I dropped her off, they called to say she had a temperature of about 102. So S went to pick her up and her appointment is in half an hour or so.

Fun times.