More trips to the doctor!

After our 4 month wellness visit when they put Gavin on the antibiotics and breathing treatments, we expected a speedy recovery.  Well by Wednesday he started getting worse.  I couldn't remember what they had said to do or how long to wait before coming back in if he didn't improve and Clay didn't even remember that coming up in the conversation so I didn't call immediately hoping he would make a turn for the better since he didn't act like he felt bad and didn't have a fever. I had decided to take that Friday off so that I could go shopping and buy some clothes because nothing fits me, which is a huge blessing but also means I walk around looking very sloppy in pants that I keep having to pull up to keep them from falling off.  I never want to go shopping on the weekends because I don't want to miss any time that I get to spend with Clay and Gavin and no one would enjoy a group shopping excursion!  So that Friday I was all super pumped to go find some cheap clothes that I could wear during this transition period that hopefully lands me back into my Pre-preg clothes.  Well Gavin woke up worse than ever and by the time Clay took him to school, he had decided that it was time to call the doctor and see what the next step was. So I called and of course they told me to bring him on in to the walk-in clinic and since I was already off work, I got to take him.  So Gavin and I spent a couple of hours at the walk in clinic with lots of sickly other kids.  There was this one cute little girl who sat down right next to us, turned our way looked at Gavin and then hacked/coughed on us!!!  The PA takes him off the antibiotics, adds a steroid, ups the anti-histamine and gives us a more frequent schedule of breathing treatments.  And then tells me if this doesn't work they will probably need to do a chest X-ray.

Well thanks to the cute little girl, or at least that is who I am blaming since she obviously can't defend herself, I start sneezing late that afternoon and my throat gets really sore.  By the next morning I am completely miserable and seriously dreading the MEGA family reunion that we were attending later that evening.  Clay told me I could stay home but I didn't want to saddle him with taking Gavin down there by himself and plus I didn't want Clay's parents to think I was avoiding them since the last time they saw Gavin I stayed behind at home to take a nap/watch Tampa Bay football :-).  So I dope myself up on Day-Quil and stuff a bunch of cough drops in my pocket and we head on down to the largest family reunion on earth, seriously.  Gavin did really well and spent most of the time enjoying all the attention he got safely in his Nanny-Ma or Pa-Pa's arms.  I think you would have had to fight one of them to be able to hold Gavin, it is so sweet, I love it!  Well while we are there, Clay starts complaining of a sore throat.  Clay NEVER gets sick and if he does by chance come down with something it only lasts hours not days.  I had taken note that Gavin hadn't been eating well that day and was fussier than usual but really didn't make much of it.  Well when we get home and are getting him ready for bed, I pick him up off the changing table and he just projectile vomits down the front/inside of my shirt, down my pants and all over my feet.  My first official vomit shower!!  How lucky for me!!  And it is so hard to be mad because not only do you feel so sorry for him but after he gets finished he gives me the sweetest smile like "Oooh, I feel so much better".  However that did NOT make me feel any less gross!  So after throwing up what little he had eaten earlier we are of course up with him through the night because he is starving but then we don't want to feed him too much because we didn't want him to throw it up again.

It is so different being sick when you have a child!  Before Gavin, I would just lay in bed and sleep all day or lay on the couch and watch mindless TV.  Oh no, not anymore!  As happy as I was that Gavin didn't "feel" sick even though he was, it made it difficult because instead of him sleeping a lot he was in a great mood and just wanted to play and be entertained.  And with Clay being sick also that just made it even worse.  And it took forever to get over whatever it was we had.  We stayed home from church on Sunday, all three of us also stayed home on Monday, and I stayed home on Tuesday.  Monday we should have sent Gavin to school so we could get some much needed rest, since he felt fine and actually never got whatever we had.  But we both felt so terrible that neither of us was willing to leave the house :-).  Well Gavin talked to us seriously the entire day.  From 7 am when he got up to 8 pm when he went to bed!  The only times he wasn't talking and making various sounds was when he took a nap.  I have no idea what got into him, he talks a lot already but this was craziness!  We just laughed and laughed at him when we didn't feel like crying that is.

Poor Gavin still is battling this nasty cough and runny nose though.  The steroids didn't seem to do any good and we are all finished with his breathing treatments.  We go back to the doctor again tomorrow for his follow-up well visit where his shots will probably get pushed off another two weeks and hopefully we will find a cure for his ailment.  A teacher at his school suggested that we get the test for RSV so I guess we will ask for that if they don't mention it themselves.  I would appreciate some prayers for Gavin and his doctors.

I promise to post some pictures soon!