Shortly after we arrived Monday night Olivia started coughing. I dismissed it because the kids have all had a lingering cough since November. But in the wee hours of the morning her wheezing woke me up. For the next four days Olivia battled a cough, runny nose, fever, chills, fatigue, and loss of appetite. But it was the cough that worried me. Poor Olivia was so sick and so wiped out. Needless to say, my eating plans were quickly forgotten. As were all our other plans. We did manage to get pictures taken of the kids.
My friend Stacie takes the best pictures. I have been wanting to have her do pictures forever, and she is moving in June so I felt this urgency to get them done. So I dragged the kids out one day to have pictures done. Probably not the best idea. Olivia was fine at first, but she quickly lost her steam. The winds picked up, the temperatures dropped, and so did Olivia. Stacie did a great job thru it all, coaxing weak smiles out of Olivia. I feel major guilt for doing that to Olivia. Perhaps one day she will forgive me.
Much to my chagrin, Ethan started coughing Thursday. So we packed up and left Friday morning. Ethan and Olivia coughing and gagging - sharing the love and germs with baby brother in the back seat. They were put on breathing treatments Saturday. Now over a week later, Olivia is still coughing, but much better. Ethan is still pretty bad, and continuing treatments. And Ben, my little man, has it too. I feel so bad for all of them. When they cough it sounds like their lungs will fly out of their mouths. It just sounds painful. They have been sick since November. I am ready for winter to be over.
Not such a successful trip. But Daddy was a rockstar on stage at the hair show. He really is magic. Now if he could magically make us better!
1 comment:
HA HA - your poor thing!! Seriously - they were SUCH TROOPERS - and we so managed to get some good pics!!
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