Doing a little catchup blogging here....
In August the kids and I flew up to New Jersey for a much anticipated visit to Grandma and Grandpa's house. Matthew and Melissa love going to New Jersey because not only do they see Grandma and Grandpa, but lots of aunts, uncles, and cousins too!
The flight out was perhaps the WORST TRIP EVER for Isaac. He'd had a head cold, but appeared to be getting over it. That morning he was his usual, busy, into everything self. Orbitz messaged that there was an hour delay in takeoff, so we stopped by McDonald's on the way to the airport to get out the wiggles. After getting through security, the status of our flight changed from "delayed" to "who knows?" Bad sign.
Two hours later we took off. Isaac was very irritable. Nothing would appease him, not even M&Ms which he absolutely adores and which we save for special occasions. He wouldn't drink much, refused to eat, and didn't want to nurse. Several hours into the flight I noticed he was running a fever. Poor fellow. He fussed and he squirmed and seemed thoroughly miserable. To top it off I started to feel very green about the gills with 45 minutes still remaining in the flight. I never get airsick, so I wasn't expecting that. Fortunately Matthew and Melissa are veteran travelers. They entertained themselves by watching movies, coloring, reading, playing games, and raiding their snacks. Thank goodness they are such easy travelers.
We landed and staggered off of the flight to collect our baggage around 10:30 PM. While waiting on the curb for Grandma and Aunt Christine, my stomach mutinied. There was nowhere else but an ash tray. Just lovely. Sorry fellow travelers. I felt much better afterward, but Isaac still didn't look very well. On the way home Aunt Christine stopped to pick up popsicles for him to perhaps tempt some fluids down.
All three kids had popsicles and then it was bedtime. Around 3 AM Isaac woke up with bad congestion, a fever, wheezing and coughing. He still wouldn't drink anything or nurse and I was getting very concerned. He did take some motrin and part of another popsicle. Mom stayed up with us both for a few hours. (My mom-in-law is great!) We both concluded that he ought to see a doctor first thing in the morning. About 6 AM he went back to sleep.
The next morning Isaac was pretty lethargic and just looked sick. Aunt Lisa called her doctor and he agreed to see Isaac right away. Bless that man! Turns out Isaac had an ear infection and bronchiolitis. No wonder he was so miserable! The doc put him on antibiotics and albuterol to help with the breathing. Poor little tyke.
Our trip started out interesting, and it only got more interesting....
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