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March 20, 2008 - Betsy Bethel
The sun was shining, the sky was blue and the air this morning was refreshingly cool and clear, having been washed clean by the rain. And for the first time in days, I could breathe it in through my nose.
Finally, it's spring! (At least today is the official first day of spring; snow showers were forecast but so far it's still sunny outside.)
I've been sick for weeks with a cold or some sort of big bad super-duper virus. I thought I had licked it last week, but then it came back with a vengeance on Saturday and knocked me flat for three days. Emma had it, too, but she recouped more quickly than I.
I don't know which was harder, being sick and trying to nurture a whiny and clingy sick toddler, or being sick and trying to keep tabs on (and sometimes wrangle) a well toddler!
Then, there's the question of how to treat a kid with a cold, considering most cold medicines are now considered off limits for children under 6. Emma coughed and hacked and coughed and choked one night until I was in tears, feeling both incredibly helpless for her and sorry for myself because I knew I needed sleep, too. Finally, I gave her a spoonful of honey, having read of its cough-calming properties. And guess what? It worked. We all three got about four hours of sleep off of that one teaspoon of bee juice.
The next night, however, after talking to a friend of mine who said she still gives her son cough medicine on occasion if he really needs it, I sent Dave out to buy some. I recalled a conversation I'd had with a local pediatric nurse practitioner who told me it was OK as long you don't give them the cough medicine six times a day for a week straight (overmedicating is one of the main ways the stuff was being misused by parents). So, that night, I gave Emma a teaspoon of the grape stuff, thinking we'd be good to go for the night.
A half hour later she was hacking, poor thing. It didn't do any good at all! I tried the honey again, but she wouldn't swallow it this time, for some reason. So we were back to square one.
Fortunately, as I said, she got better fairly quickly. We're both still coughing up stuff occasionally (I know, too much information), but we're on the mend. And with spring finally here, well, let's hope we're headed for better days.
What? The forecast is snow on Easter? Noooooo!
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