My poor little guy has croup and it sucks! It literally appeared out of nowhere at 3 am Thursday when he woke up coughing, running a fever and puked up his milk.
We saw the doctor Thursday afternoon and he got a steroid shot. The barkiness is gone, but the cough hangs on.
And the fever. Oh the fever. Despite max dosages of Advil and Tylenol, he is still running anywhere from 99.4-102.9. Granted the almost 103 was when the Advil ran out, but really? Ridiculous!
He's doing better today with keeping his temp down, but the cough is more persistant. He won't eat more than a bite or two which is SO unlike my child! Luckily, he's tolerating lots of fluids however he's gagging a lot and almost puking regularly.
My best friend, Tate's "Aunt" Ashley came to help out this weekend and we all spent the weekend immersed in Disney Junior, Nick Jr. and the Sprout channel. Tate got lots of treats like a Sonic sprite and orange slush, a Mickey Mouse balloon and a new truck.
You get spoiled when you feel like crap! After all, there has to be SOME redeeming quality to being sick as a dog.
There are a few moments each day where he wants to crawl and be wild,
but they are very short lived.
I think he was singing in this pic
Enjoy Dr. Doofenschmirz in the background :)
And, yes, his balloon does say Happy Birthday and
no, it is not his birthday, but that's what the
Dollar Tree had that looked fun!
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