Bump started complaining about a sore throat on Friday night. On Saturday we dropped my parents off at the airport and attended a birthday party, and on Sunday I let Bump sleep late for lo, the Man Cold descended with great fury. [eyeroll]
He winced with every swallow [eyeroll] and slept fitfully [bigger eyeroll] and I explained that a Man Cold was "much worse than any normal cold" but Bump could tell I was making fun of him.
Then I remembered that Lumpyhead's preschool teacher had strep recently, so this morning I stayed home from work and Bump went to the doctor to confirm that indeed, he had strep. The diagnosis also explains those few days late last week when Lumpyhead was feverish and just laid on the couch, whimpering, while we administered dose after dose of tylenol. Hey! Turns out he wasn't just being an asshole. Now it all makes sense!
Not long after Bump returned home this morning, Nathan Jr catapulted himself off the changing table. I had one hand on him, but it turns out one hand is not enough to keep a ten-month-old baby with a goal from flopping onto the hardwood floor.
I was a mess. Nathan Jr cried briefly, but recovered quickly. He was grinning from ear to ear after a little bottle. (Lesson: Give him a drink! He'll be fine!) I realized later that the incident didn't even warrant tears from him. Still: gah. Scooping up a child that has just fallen from a few feet up is a horrible, horrible thing. But he's fine.
By the time I left for work, Bump had reclaimed his rightful place at the top of the Family Pity Hierarchy.
So, how long will it take for me to start exhibiting symptoms of strep? And how long after that will I be forced to apologize profusely for making light of Bump's suffering, because, OHMIGOD, I'll want to die?
Nobody half-asses it like me.
7 comments:
Yes, you will probably want to die. But just remember that is will be no where near the pain Bump experienced. (eyeroll)
Fran
a 10-day course of penicillin cures all! Yay! Srsly. Love the Wonder Drug and it will love you back.
*smooches*
And when you get strep, you will probably not get nearly as much rest time or sympathy. Because you're a mum.
I have to give Bump some sympathy here, because when I came down with strep last month -- on Mother's Day, no less! -- I did a lot of complaining, too. But a bit of napping and a bit of antibiotics, and I was soon well enough to enjoy a day of HGTV-viewing.
- Work Sarah
Friday. Just in time for the weekend.
Go eat a whole bottle of vitamin C. You don't want to take any chances. Nobody ever feels sorry for a sick mom. (Except YOUR mom will feel sorry for you. And me.)
I agree with Sarah. Go get some Vitamin C. It can't hurt!
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