The Trials and Tribulations of an Asthmatic With a Child Who Loves To Share Cootie Bugs
So this week has been YUCK with a capital Y. Cade came home from school on Tuesday not feeling so well. He went to his dad’s that night while I worked but awakened the next morning even worse with swollen tonsils and bright red blisters over the back of his tongue and throat. So he missed not 1 but 2 days of school and managed to pass on the cootie bugs to me.
Wednesday after a short nap I woke up feeling not the greatest and it has progressively gotten worse over the past few days. I’m sure it’s some sort of viral thing but whatever the case it’s been no fun not being able to breathe through my nose and needing breathing treatments every 3-4 hours.
Friday morning Cade was well enough to go back to school and even if he wasn’t I was sending him anyway (not really, but the thought crossed my mind).
. . . .. . . . .and I missed work. I really truly hate missing work. I love my job, the great peeps I work with but most of all the babies and their families.
So I’m sorry for the lack of posts this week. . . . . . .but I’ve had cooties.
