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This is NOT Rhode Island


Original plans were to be at Bridge Investiture in Rhode Island today.  It's the end of an era, and such things should be witnessed.

You've noticed that I'm not there, I'm sure.

Last night we put Charlotte to bed, and she was coughing in her sleep a fair bit, which was worrying.  Just short of midnight she woke up coughing and crying - that low, inconsolable, "I'm miserable," heart-breaking crying.  So Bob and I took turns rocking her, and noticed that she was also hot to the touch.  I got her a half a cup of milk spiked with Tylenol, and she fell asleep drinking it.  I don't wish her sick, but it's the only time she ever wants to be held like that, and it's really endearing.  Bob got her back into her crib, and she stayed asleep.

This morning she still had a nasty wet cough, so I sent him off to Bridge and took her to the pediatrician.  She's a sick little girl.  A very cheery, energetic, acting just like herself, very sick little girl.  The doctor had to clean the earwax out of her ears to be able to see anything, and while she was issuing formal complaints about this violation of the Geneva Convention at the top of her lungs, she brought up an awful amount of very thick (the doctor's description) mucus.  That made me realize that the bubbles she's been blowing for the past week were probably mucus, not just spit.  Poor little girl needs more observant parents.  So she's got a croupy cough, an ear infection, and who knows what else.  She's probably got something viral AND something bacterial.  She has a nice prescription for the bacterial infection, and by the time that's clear the virus will have run it's course.

I was regretting losing the day of work around the house, but this isn't how I wanted to get it back.

Yes, I'm stalling.  Down to the basement now...



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May. 1st, 2010 08:36 pm (UTC)
I'm sorry Charlotte is ill. And sorry you didn't get to go to the event. =(
May. 1st, 2010 08:43 pm (UTC)
Thank you. Illness happens - we got lucky her first year, so this is the law of averages catching up. Besides, she's unhappier than I am. No one has sat on ME to force 3ml of antibiotics into me. It actually worked surprisingly well. The sitting, not the medicine. I'll know about that tomorrow. And I'll get stories from the event when Bob gets home.

But I'm indulging in the longstanding tradition that whining makes one feel better. And a sympathetic audience helps. ;-)

Besides, I got half the hostas and a creeping phlox planted, a TON of pruning done, and I'm kicking butt in the basement.
May. 1st, 2010 09:57 pm (UTC)
Sadly I wasn't there either...
May. 3rd, 2010 05:15 pm (UTC)
I saw. Presumably we have both soldiered on...
May. 1st, 2010 11:03 pm (UTC)
I'm sorry you weren't able to come to the event. We missed you! I hope Charlotte is feeling better.
May. 1st, 2010 11:19 pm (UTC)
I do hope Charlotte gets better quickly. Good luck on the on going basement war.
May. 3rd, 2010 05:16 pm (UTC)
She's resiliant - and hates her antibiotics. Dosing the cats is much simpler.

We appear to be winning in the basement. This is actually fairly surprising, but very satisfying!
May. 3rd, 2010 04:16 pm (UTC)
Poor kid -- I hope she's better soon. Mommy hugs should help lots.
May. 3rd, 2010 05:18 pm (UTC)
She should be. Hugs tend to make it worse. Hugs count as "restraint," and she's having none of that.

We're doing our level best to teach her to say "help, help - I'm being repressed!" Once she's got that, we'll move on to "Come and see the violence inherent in the system."
May. 3rd, 2010 05:32 pm (UTC)
odl you crack me up
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