Ever wonder what your 1 1/2 year old would look like with a 106 degree fever? Yeah, me neither. I hope I never have to see that one again.
So we have this virus at our house that is attempting to kill off my children one by one.
Two trips to the dr's office for non-breathing kids and last nights run to the ER. Plus two full bottles of childrens motrin and another of tylenol. (Some antibiotics that are probably doing nothing.) Plus countless breathing treatments, constantly running humidifiers, vicks, steamy bathrooms and extending the kids Christmas vacation an extra week.
I'm so tired.
Also, I'm extremely grateful for modern medicine.
I keep thinking about how kids used to die from croup all the time and how scary that would be. I think I can safely say that if it weren't for modern treatments and medicines we would probably have a few less kids at this point.
I am happy to live during these times. Though they be the 'last days,' and the state of the world scares me silly, there are certainly great advantages to living now. Like all of my kids. Breathing, getting better, and having the energy to pretend to be Speed Racer.