And the Mom of the Year Award goes to... Me.
Caleb has not been feeling well for a while. But nothing acute, no list of symptoms we were "watching", no fever. He has just been "off". This week he had finally been feeling and looking "off" long enough that we decided he should go to the doctor. The whole drive there he is asking me why he is going, says he feels fine. One look into the ears, massive double ear infection. And after a long, very long, listen to his lungs and questions about asthma and wheezing (of which he typically had neither), our doctor tell us he has atypical pneumonia. He is on an inhaler and antibiotics.
And then there is Caleb's sidekick and twin separated by 20 months, Micah. He hasn't been "off" for as long, maybe only three weeks. But as of late he has been putting himself to sleep in weird places. One day it was on the kitchen floor. Another day it was on the red chair in the living room in the midst of mid-day chaos. The most comical was when he went upstairs to change and fell asleep naked on the rug in his room in front of the closet. He has been crashing without warning and without lunch. And for four and five hours. I will admit, the quiet has been nice. The cuddles have been fun. But, after a trip to the pediatrician today, he received the diagnosis of "ditto". He is a day behind on antibiotics and not so far gone as Caleb to require breathing treatments, but sick none-the-less.
I feel bad having not stopped being around people, but considering that the atypical part of this pneumonia is that it is relatively asymptomatic, how would I know?!?!? The worst part is that I thought I was doing well not being overly cautious, rushing off to the doctor for every little runny nose. Oops.
So, we will hunker down and read some books, play some quiet games and cuddle as the need arises. As sad as I am for my boys, I am thankful for the reminder to slow down a little.
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