Isaac is still coughing and congested, and certainly not at his happiest, but we're through the worst of the croup. He was playful and mostly cheerful today, and he even had a little appetite.
Saturday and Sunday featured coughing and fairly high spirits, Monday added fever, nasal congestion, and faltering mood, and Tuesday ... well, basically all day yesterday I held Isaac in one arm and a tissue in the other.
I took him for a car ride yesterday afternoon in hopes that he would nap sitting up in his carseat, as his cough and congestion were preventing him from staying asleep when he was lying down. Driving around didn't really work, but when we were hanging out in the car in the driveway once we got back home, he fell asleep in my lap. So I sat in the front passenger seat and held him against my shoulder for 45 minutes as he napped. Thank goodness for my audiobook.
Yesterday he was about as sick as I've ever seen him. He didn't play at all, and he hardly talked besides hoarsely muttering, "Mama. Mama. Mama." For most of the day he could hardly stay awake; often when Craig or I picked him up, he would fall asleep on our shoulder. Even when he was awake, he was lethargic and his eyelids drooped, and he wasn't interested in anything. This sluggishness got worse as evening fell, and when we called our pediatrician's office after hours, they recommended we take him to pediatric urgent care.
Naturally as soon as I made the 8:15 p.m. appointment with them, he began to improve. He asked to eat some ice cream. He was interested in packing a bag with toys and books for the waiting room. And the doctor said he was fine -- no longer very croupy, just generic "viral syndrome," and nothing serious.
And after all that sleep yesterday? No nap today!
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