mama and daddy get married.
daddy has asthma.
mama and daddy have baby.
while they won’t call it asthma yet, baby has little breathing issues.
enter the dreaded hummmmmmmmmmmmmmm… of the nebulizer.
i remember the first time i thought i heard my son wheezing. my husband was out-of-town on business and a girlfriend was visiting dutch for the first time. i wasn’t quite sure what wheezing sounded like because well, nobody in my family wheezes, and i had never heard my husband wheeze either. so i asked my girlfriend if dutch’s breathing sounded like wheezing to her. she said yep and the next day we were on our way to the doctor.
i remember dutch’s doctor bringing in the nebulizer and showing me how to use it. she poured in the albuterol, turned on the machine and placed a mask on my 7-month-old’s face. then she walked out of the room and i cried. then i looked down at dutch and he started smiling. apparently having vaporized steroids blown into your nose is pretty funny. at least my child thought so.
dutch doesn’t need neb treatments all of the time. in fact, it’s usually when the pollen is really bad, but the slightest cold has been known to kick off his wheezing too.
which brings me to the snot nosed kid at his daycare. i went to pick dutch up from daycare last thursday and one of the provider’s other children she keeps during the day toddled over to me with the biggest, prettiest smile on his face. he also had a huge, green glob of snot hanging from his nose. oh, i knew it was about to be on.
first came the cough, then the snotty nose, then the wheezing. and more wheezing and a lot more coughing. and then…
if you’ve kept up with reports, then you know you’re not supposed to just give your kid under 6 cold medicine all willy nilly anymore. you really need to talk to your doctor first, but in dutch’s case cold medicine doesn’t do the trick anyway. this isn’t your run-of-the-mill cold that gets dutch really sick, it’s a tightness in his lungs. and as much as i haven’t wanted to admit it, it’s asthma.
cough medicine does nothing for an asthmatic cough. in fact, if you read the warning on cough medicine it tells you that if your child has asthma, then cough medicine is not the way to go. except that it explains that in more medical type terms. i don’t have a box of the stuff in front me so i can’t accurately quote the cough medicine box.
yesterday dutch stayed home with my mother while mama and daddy tended to other important stuff (i’ll write about this later, honey. major drama!) and by the time we got home, my child was absolutely listless. he didn’t run to the door to greet us as he would usually do. he didn’t even look up at us to say hi. in fact, he didn’t say anything. at all. all night long.
to know my child is to know that he (just like his mother) will talk a hole into the side of your head. he has the gift of gab and loves to blab on about nothing just to have something to blab about (again, just like his mother). so to see him in this state freaked me out. so onto the doctor we rolled today.
neb treatments and liquid steroids and more neb treatments (two within like 20 minutes).
“his chest is tight…”
“he’s just sick…”
“bring him back tomorrow for a follow-up…”
that’s what the doctor said.
dutch is doing a lot better now after a total of four breathing treatments so far today. he’s singing along to “move it, move it” from the madagascar movie and he’s bossing us around as usual. he hasn’t eaten anything in a few days, aside from the doritos and pickle his father gave him this evening when i ran out for a second to get more juice from the grocery store (which dutch puked up, by the way), but the doctor said that’s normal. for dutch to not eat is normal. not for his father to feed him doritos and pickles when the child hasn’t eaten in days.
so the lesson here is to try at all costs to keep your asthmatic child away from snotty nosed kids at daycare (especially when the snot is GREEN) and to hide all doritos and pickles when you leave the house.