Carson brought home the first cold of the season from preschool at the end of last week. He started off with a nice runny nose that turned into a cough. My normally energetic boy morphed into a couch potato that sounded like a chain smoker. Then he was such a nice brother and shared his cold with Eli. I thought I was going to die when those first coughs came from Eli in the middle of the night. Colds and micropreemie lungs just don't mix. Carson has asthma and Eli has BPD so both boys are on Albuterol treatments for just a simple cold. Thank God for Tylenol Cold and Cough, Delsym cough syrup, and lots of cuddle time with mommy! My precious boys also shared the love with me and I'm now sitting here with a great head cold too. At least I can be sympathetic, or is it empathetic?
I'm off to my American Heart Association BLS for Healthcare Provider CPR renewal course from 6-10 tonight. Hopefully I bring enough tissues and I don't mess up in my drug-induced state of mind. Can someone please tell me how my husband who I've known for over 5 years NEVER gets sick?