Croup is Crap

If you are an avid reader of the blog, you know that Jayson just go over Thrush.  It was the worst 14 days of medication ever.  Trying to force feed nystatin to a wriggly, crying, kicking, screaming child has moved to the bottom of the list of things I'll sign myself up for in the future.  God bless nurses.  Your jobs must suck.  Just saying.

When Baby's Sick...

...Mommy's sick shortly thereafter.  Whatever Jayson had hit me with a vengeance.  I was back to work Wednesday only to be going to Urgent Care on Thursday morning.  Tonsillitis was my diagnosis.  Thank goodness it wasn't another "it's just viral" appointment!  I was prescribed antibiotics and by today (Sunday) I will say I was feeling much better.  My balance is still a little off since my one ear is still clogged and I'd like it if this general "brain fog" would lift as well, but at least I can swallow now.  The hubs and I did some major house cleaning and hopefully whatever this illness was doesn't impact him next.  We have 27+ people expected at our house for Thanksgiving and we'd like to all be healthy!  Not to mention, I really cannot afford to be off work at all this week since I'll be playing some pretty serious catch up.

Sick!

The theory that breast fed babies don't get sick isn't entirely accurate.  Poor Jayson spiked a fever Saturday which which kept both of us out of work and daycare into Monday and Tuesday.  Now don't get me wrong, I don't mind the extra snuggle time with my little guy but he was down right miserable for the majority of our time together.  Either that or he was sleeping the rest of the time, which I guess did his body good. 

Prime Care?

The hubs has been fighting a cold for the last ten days.  He's got a little bit of everything going on.  Head congestion, runny/stuffy nose, sore throat, chills/aches, and a persistent productive cough.  I finally convince him to let me get him an appointment at the local clinic and so I make the call.  One call turns into three before I'm finally awarded an appointment for him.  

Phone call #1 to local clinic:  Has your husband been to our clinic before?  Yes.  He doesn't have a primary care physician on file?  No, our insurance doesn't require one.  Ok, let me see if we have any appointments... no, we don't have any appointments.  Would you like me to check the other satellite offices for appointments?  Yes, please.  I'm sorry, no one has any openings today.  I'll put you on the list for our triage nurse to call you if she can squeeze you in.