Jennifer’s

Back in June Isabella came down with a nasty something or other that left her eyes goopy and her nose runny.¬† Within a day Brian contracted the funk and a few days later I, too, was suffering.¬† A couple weeks later all seemed well in the Woolsey domicile…until the grossness once more made its rounds through all three of us.¬† And so it has gone off and on for the better part of seven months now.¬†

People, we are tired of congestion, sore throats, runny noses, headaches, fevers, body aches, and general malaise.¬† Just about the time we think we’ve all good and recovered someone’s eyes start watering or a throat starts to feel scratchy or ears start to tingle and there is a collective groan because we know that all too soon every last one of us will be sick AGAIN!

Isabella has been presenting with a 102 degree temp off and on for about two weeks now.  Sometimes it hits in the morning and other times she makes it through the day only to collapse into a fevery, sleepy pile on my lap. 

¬†We’ve spent a great deal of time lounging about the last few weeks in hopes of making a recovery.¬† She’s been diagnosed with croup and took a steroid for a few days, which only resulted in creating a major disdain for all things medicinal in a child who, up until this point, has always taken medicine like we were offering her candy.¬† The fever has been gone for just under a week now but the barking cough still persists.

It was rather sad to watch her battle through this latest round of ickiness.¬† She wanted so desperately to do normal toddler things, but she¬†just couldn’t¬†muster up the energy to follow through.¬† One morning she got up, took a sip of milk, and asked to be held.¬† She proceeded to sleep another two hours on me with the occasional brave attempt to sit up and stay awake.¬†

 

One of the days she seemed to be doing better she requested a park trip.¬† Knowing that we could use some fresh air and a break from the house I quickly threw her in the BOB and headed out.¬† Once we got to the park all she wanted was to be held…for about an hour before she would agree to head home.¬† This is totally out of character for Isabella; the park is her domain.¬† The girl lives for the swing and the freedom to run up and down hills and pick flowers.¬† For her to see all of that and still choose my lap means she was really hurting.

She has started to feel better this week, which I think is in large part due to the fact that her Grams took one look at her on iChat and booked the next flight out of IN!  Isabella has started eating and drinking better, which was becoming a real concern over the last two weeks, and has had the energy to actually play and be a toddler for the past two days.  

Do I dare say it?  She might be on the mend!

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