Thursday, 18 Sep 2008
So, turns out Bug is even sicker. His asthma got worse and we had to bring him to the Dr, who put him on steroids and more albuterol (every 4 hours for 4 days – sigh). He’s going to need an inahler (toddler version) for the rest of the winter to try to avoid this happening again.
She doesn’t want us to do the walk on Sunday, so I’m pretty upset about that, too. Bug didn’t have a birthday party last year because he landed himself in the hospital with the same issue. At some point, enough has to be enough. From jaundice as an infant to eczema to some weird skin fungus (they told me he caught it from a swimming pool at 4 months – yeah, ok). He had to have his tear ducts operated on because they never opened up, and he’s got gross motor delays. He’s allergic to peanuts, nuts and eggs, as well as dogs and cats. When we go away, he’s got benaydrl, singulair, nebulizer, twinjects (like epi-pens) and special skin creams. I mean, really. He’s two.
I know there are people who are much worse off. I know there are kids who suffer more, families who sacrifice more. But the fact is that there are families who don’t. And while I certainly don’t wish bad things on anyone, I do wish less bad things on those of us who already have enough to deal with. Wishing isn’t going to do me (or Bug) any good, but wowza I’m tired this week, emotionally and physically.