Magpie
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My son got croup a lot as a little guy - waking up in the middle of the night barking like a seal and turning blue. The doctor assured me he'd outgrow it. Then we started homeschooling, he stopped getting sick, and I didn't think about it again.
Fast forward to this year. He's nine and he's just started grade five in the public system. Loves school. And the very first time he catches a cold... he starts wheezing again! Friday he had a barky cough and a fever. Yesterday afternoon we found ourselves back in the shower breathing in the steam, while he wheezed and gasped and gagged on phlegm. When it's really bad (like right now, actually) he has to hold his breath even just to speak.
I took him into the clinic and the doctor checked him over, nodded and said, "Yep, that's croup!" Nothing to do for it, but just wait for him to get better.
So my poor boy has missed two days of school, he's probably going to miss more, and right now he's sitting in the bathroom breathing in more steam, and crying because he thinks he's never going to get better (and because tomorrow's his birthday, and he's still too sick to see his friends). He's also reading Matt Groening's "Big Book of Hell" a Life is Hell collection, which is strangely appropriate.
I really thought this was all behind us! Somehow my sick nine year old looks even more pathetic than he did when he was four...
What was the oldest your kids ever got croup? I'm hoping he can still outgrow it. (Fingers crossed!)
Fast forward to this year. He's nine and he's just started grade five in the public system. Loves school. And the very first time he catches a cold... he starts wheezing again! Friday he had a barky cough and a fever. Yesterday afternoon we found ourselves back in the shower breathing in the steam, while he wheezed and gasped and gagged on phlegm. When it's really bad (like right now, actually) he has to hold his breath even just to speak.
I took him into the clinic and the doctor checked him over, nodded and said, "Yep, that's croup!" Nothing to do for it, but just wait for him to get better.
So my poor boy has missed two days of school, he's probably going to miss more, and right now he's sitting in the bathroom breathing in more steam, and crying because he thinks he's never going to get better (and because tomorrow's his birthday, and he's still too sick to see his friends). He's also reading Matt Groening's "Big Book of Hell" a Life is Hell collection, which is strangely appropriate.
I really thought this was all behind us! Somehow my sick nine year old looks even more pathetic than he did when he was four...
What was the oldest your kids ever got croup? I'm hoping he can still outgrow it. (Fingers crossed!)