Thursday, June 17, 2010

Feeling Croupy

Audrey is sick. What a way to kick off the summer. When Audrey is sick, she is equally miserable regardless of whether she has the smallest cold or the rotavirus or the ebola virus for that matter. She keeps me up all night yelling out things like "I need a tissue! My nose is locked!" The night is a continuous cycle of me staggering around meeting all of her requests, her wandering around complaining and eventually coming into bed with me and hacking and sneezing all over me, followed by me escorting her back to her bedroom. I never get a wink of sleep, and 24-48 hours I inevitably come down with whatever she had.

The days aren't much better than the nights. No matter how little she has slept at night, she refuses to nap. She'll try to do some of her usual activities, but poops out after a few minutes. She'll watch TV for a half-hour but then get bored. This illness is a weird one; she has a fairly high fever and laryngitis ("I'm sick! My voice is broken!"). If this were happening at the height of the swine flu scare, I would have had her in the ER by now. But it's not, so I won't. Although it would kill a few hours of this interminable day...

UPDATE: Her respiratory symptoms were worsening so I took her to the doctor. He said that it is the same virus as the croup, which manifests itself in bigger kids as laryngitis. I didn't even bother asking how it manifested itself in the perimenopausal of our household. Audrey is feeling better already. I will see you around Labor Day.

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