Gee, it's been awhile since I've had the chance to update from the land of Munchkin. Christmas was a rip-roaring success as far as the Munchkin goes. Between Santa and Nana he should want for nothing for a long time. He did have a blast though. He particularly liked the swing from Santa, the Thomas the Train book with sounds from Daddy and the good-old-fashioned-every-kid-should-have-one "corn popper" from Nana. The only bad side to Christmas was that the Uncle was feeling under the weather and in a lot of pain and couldn't play with the Munchkin like he would have enjoyed. The "Uncle" and Nana are coming for a visit next month, so maybe they can make up for it then.
The Munchkin was a great trouper traveling the 17 hours to Nana's house. On the way back we even did it in one day! Not too many 18 month olds who will stay in a car seat for 17 hours in one day without complaining. What an awesome little boy he is. What did we ever do without him?
Since we've been home, he had another set back with being sick again. This time it began on a Friday. As we were driving into the City for work/school, he began to cough. I told Dad that we would have to do a breathing treatment when we arrived home. When I picked him up at daycare, I asked if he had coughed much, they said only when he was laying down to sleep. Friday night we gave him a breathing treatment, wrestling that octopus once again. On Saturday, more wrestling the octopus, and the coughing got worse and the wheezing began as the day progressed. About 3:00am he woke us up crying and yelling for Mom. We ended up having to give him a treatment at 3:30am because I really didn't like the way he was breathing at that point. After the treatment he sounded much better! By morning, though, he was bad again and we called the peds office and made an appointment to bring him in. Thank you God, that our peds office has a ped in the office on Saturdays and Sundays for just such emergencies. Double thank you to God, that it just so happened that out of the 10 or so peds in our practice, that our ped happened to be the one in the office on this particular Sunday.
By the time we arrived at the Dr.'s office, his little chest and stomach were just caving in while he was trying to breathe. Once we saw the Dr. they immediately gave him a breathing treatment (luckily he didn't scream through this one) and they gave him some oral steroids. After the breathing treatment the Dr. checked him again, but still didn't like the way he was sounding.
The Dr. ordered one more breathing treatment before we could leave. I really thought we were headed for the hospital at this point. I mentioned to the Dr. that a child in his class at daycare had come down with RSV this past week, but he said that is not what we are dealing with here. He looked back over Munchkin's history and declared that he definitely has asthma. Only something I've been saying for several months. Luckily, the second treatment seemed to work and he sent us home with orders to do more breathing treatments and Rx for meds for oral steroids and nebulizer meds for preventive measures, not just emergencies. I am very happy to say that the Munchkin is doing so much better and doesn't even fight us anymore about the treatments. He is such a trouper!
There is probably more to write to catch up, but this is enough for today. I'll be back in a day or two with another installment from Munchkin Land!