My son had a special day planned with my mother today, so he went to her house last night to spend the night so they could get and early start. When I dropped him off he had a bit of a runny nose, so I brought the chewables in case he ended up getting a cough. A mother is always prepared right?
NOOOOO!
Apparently I was prepared for the wrong thing, because my mother called me at four in the morning telling me that Little Man was puking. Oh my God...
She told me to go back to sleep (yeah, right mom...) and that she would call me if he puked again. At seven she called again. At 7:05 I was out the door in pj's...thank God I packed the arsenal of meds that we have in the cabinet for him because when I got there he was wheezing. (oh, no not again.) When I got there she told me all that he was puking up was phlegm, not exactly stomach contents, but still...
So I broke out the prednisone again, the pump and mask...
The cough he was about to get turned straight into the asthma. There was no more puking all day, the steroids made him super hyper, super hungry, and unfortunately more wheezy, but with the meds coursing through his veins he couldn't. sit. still. The wheezing is gone now (he's napping finally) but is this how it's going to be everytime he gets sick? At least if someone told me this I can be prepared...
I am actually grateful that he doesn't have the asthma that gets triggered off anything, but I still hate it.
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Feel better soonest!!
When I was a child if I got a cold and it went into my chest, automatic asthma.
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