An Unexpected Week
As a parent, I think by now I should know to expect the unexpected…
This week, was supposed to be a typical pre-Christmas week. Meaning, work Monday through Friday while Little MPB would be at daycare. But, no over-time as I don’t have any deadlines until January. Wrap presents in the evening, after Little MPB goes to bed. Eat home cooked meals. Enjoy the odd glass of wine and/or Candy Cane Martini. Maybe even celebrate our wedding anniversary. Get back into a routine of writing.
Instead, our week went like this: Saturday notice Little MPB had a little cough. Sunday notice a Little MPB was rather snotty. Monday, Little MPB was sent home from daycare with a moderate fever and basically pull an all-nighter with a sick little boy. Tuesday afternoon we were at the doctor (with high fevers and his history of pneumonia I wasn’t waiting any longer), sent for chest x-rays and under direction to start antibiotics right away and to force fluids. Pull another all-nighter. Wednesday morning, receive a confirmation of pneumonia, notify daycare, notify grandparents/friends, snuggle in for a long day, continue forcing fluids, etc.
I’m thankful our doctor was willing to start antibiotics prior to the x-ray confirmation simply because it meant we got a head start on treatment. We are able to keep him home from daycare all week (not that we have a choice), but we really don’t want him to miss out of all the Christmas fun with family so getting the pre-confirmed diagnosis medication should give him a head start on being well enough to enjoy Christmas.
I’m also thankful we know what we are dealing with because at least it means we don’t have a mystery illness to deal with. Also, because he had pneumonia last year, we sort of know what to expect, and we aren’t nearly as scared as we were last year.
But I do have to say this pneumonia diagnosis has meant: no wedding anniversary celebration, no home cooked meals (thank god for take-out), 5am wake-ups to get some work in before Little MPB is up for the day, rushed present wrapping, etc. Basically, instead of a relaxed pre-Christmas week, it’s felt like a busy overtime week, just with lots of snuggles, tv time and basically force feeding Little MPB fluids. Needless to say, my relaxing pre-Christmas week never happened.
Here’s to hoping Little MPB keeps improving and we don’t find ourselves spending Christmas in the emergency room. And that neither Mr. MPB or I get pneumonia as our Christmas gift.
As an aside, I’m not sure that I’ll get back to regular writing now until the New Year. So, I will end today by wishing everyone a wonderful Christmas and a very Happy New Year! I know this season isn’t easy, with all of life’s expectations on our shoulders and memories of those we’ve lost often taking centre stage in our minds. Sending all my love to those who are struggling this year.
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