I am sick and tired of being sick and tired

It has been a rough couple of months.  For all the reasons that many of us her on the East Coast know all too well, we have been inundated with colds and sicknesses. I have watched as my family has gone from being leveled by an illness, to healthy, back to being sick.  The cycle has been vicious, and none in our house has been spared.

For me, this is where the rubber meets the road when it comes to parenting. Dealing with wave after wave of sickness is a grueling practice.  For the older two we can give Tylenol for a fever, Benadryl for a runny nose or cough, and they get better.  We can give them juice, water, or Gatorade to drink to keep them hydrated.  Though it is painful to watch any child be miserable, we can deal with what we see.

However, this whole process is complicated when it also involves our youngest, Jacob. There is not medication to give him for his stuffy nose, and cough.  There is nothing to do but hold him, cuddle him, keep him upright, and let him know that he is loved. We know, from what we have experienced with Zoey and David that this will help to make him strong. Furthermore, we know when it gets too bad to take him to a doctor.  But that does not make any of this any easier.

Oh the Joy!

Being sick sucks. Being a sick parent, with sick kids… well that sucks even more. I feel like I am going to jinx myself (again) by saying that we are all doing much better than the week before.  However, thanks to this awesome weather (25 degrees Fahrenheit today… it was nearly 80 last week… 50’s by this weekend) I am certain that we are not done with this awesome ride.

Live big, love bigger, and be kind, always.

On the long road to recovery….

Today I feel a bit better than I have the last five days. This tells me the the meds are working and that the rest has been needed. I feel like there is so much to be done, but am far to weak to do much. I hate feeling this way. I am so thankful that I have such an amazing wife who does not mind me being a bit lazy (my word not hers).

Here is the deal. According to the doctor I was no more than three days from waking up (if I did, in fact, wake up) with a collapsed lung, pneumonia, double ear infection, bronchitis, and sinus infection. When I took the breath volume test I blew a 75 and almost passed out in doing so. Normal is above 350. Three breathing treatments later I was able to better 350. If the three treatments did not get me there, I would have been admitted. Overall diagnosis is bronchitis, with bronchial spasming, upper respiratory infection, sinus infection with post nasal drip, and basically a near double ear infection.

At least I was not just overreacting to a head cold. And I was also right to consider showing my wife how to pop a collapsed lung using needle chest decompression. Hey, the army medic side of me will not die.

I now have a host of pills and and inhaler that will follow me for some time. I have also been told not to stress my lungs for the next six weeks. No heavy lifting, no strenuous walks, no running, sigh. Need I mention that we are moving next month.
I was going to try to make it to work this morning, but between the weakness that I am feeling, and all of the awesomeness caused by the meds, perhaps tomorrow will be a better day.

I AM A CRANIO DAD, I am scared out of my mind and this took me an hour to write.

Wait…. how many days are left?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

Just a quick note while home for my second day in a row (this cold is no joke)… thanks to a post from teaddybeardaddy I decided to ask my amazing wife how many days we have left until our little one is due…….. 86! Somehow we completely missed the 100 days left mark and flew 14 days more!  So, as I lay on the couch, certainly sure that this cold is trying to kill me, I am feeling the panic set in… yet again… need to get healthy, get back to work and finish the nursery as well.  I AM GOING TO BE A DAD, I am scared out of my mind, and with 86 days left even when I am sick on the couch I can freak out…..arghhhhhhh!