Sick!
Robin is at home with Nathan today, who has come down with his first cold. She talked to the nurse this morning on the phone and found out that (of course) it’s part of a bug that’s been going around. And, with Grandma Judy, Aunt Angela, and Tyler all hacking up a lung last weekend, it was inevitable that this would happen (I’m also feeling a little sniffly if anyone’s keeping track).
It sounds like there’s nothing that would warrant us taking him to the doctor at this point. The nurse suggested some baby decongestant that Robin’s going to pick up as well as a saline spray that we spray in and then aspirate.
Speaking of aspiration, he’s starting to take it like a champ. At first he cried quite a bit but now it doesn’t really bother him. Probably because it makes it so much easier to breathe in the end.
Poor kid. He doesn’t really act like he feels bad. He’s still smiling and laughing and doesn’t have a temperature. He just happens to sound like that snot-nosed kid at Wal-Mart that’s coughing his crud all over that Power Rangers action figure before his mom makes him put it back on the shelf.
Good times.
