Stuffy nose

One of the toddlers at the beach began to have a stuffy nose while we were down there. Luckily the boys were in the tent and the babes were in the house. By Friday morning the running nose had turned into a full blown attack of coughs and difficulty breathing. My girlfriend got up at 5:00am to give the boy a nebulizer treatment to see if that would help.

When she got up, I got up. I couldn't sleep with that poor child coughing. This particular child has given them lots of health issues to deal with, so his mom was calm about the wheezing and coughing. She was worried on our account because of Riley. Coughing is a big no no. So, at 5:00 am I get up and strip my bed. It's the last day and clean up day. I toss on the first load of laundry and catch a shower. I figure I might as well get started on the house cleaning because it takes hours with the laundry.

My dear friend is really very understanding about it all. I tell her I want that boy closer to a hospital than we are at the end of the peninsula. She calls and gets an appointment with the child's doctor for that morning. She can drive straight to his office, without stopping at home first. She is packed and out the door by 7:00 am.

I start wiping down surfaces in hopes of containing any germs. I am not very good at it. All my good cleaning friends have left. Its just me this trip. I do get all the beds done and made, which is huge. There are three doubles and three twins in the loft. My girlfriend who left the day before had done the beds her family had used, but I still had the other half plus toy clean up.

My mom tells me she spent a day and a half cleaning up after I cleaned up. She always comes down the day after my visit to check things out. I did not get the toys put away properly and I had not mopped the floors and swept well downstairs. This is why I love the cleaning service and I leave cash. Had she but seen it before I made my effort. Maybe it's best not to have seen it.

We did have fun, but I realize I am not in the toddler faze any more. These boys were work. That cabin is a booby trap. They would dump out blocks and legos and mix them up. Mom has everything sorted and categorized. In the sorted toy box, things were not sorted anymore, by the end of the week. There is no place to hide the toys to prevent the toddlers from getting into everything at once. It is just a wide open room with open buckets of colorful toys.

So, I rush my friend with her sick child out of the house and on the road to the doctor and home. The poor woman says she hasn't been up this early in years. Rise and shine. Tom gets up this early every day for work, I reason with myself that it isn't that early.

One day later Riley has a stuffy nose. I am pushing fluids, lots of water. I would like to flush what ever is in his system out. I don't want Riley's stuffy nose to become anything more than that, a stuffy nose.

His energy level has been down, also. Sleeping in really late, but it is summer and Trevor has been sleeping in. It is nice to have another teen age gage in the house. Is this normal teen age summer sleeps or something more? Hard to tell. He gets up for his pills then goes back to bed for another couple of hours. Thursday is the blood draw.