It’s like night and day around here. The cold is practically gone (which we knew already) and with the asthma meds allowing him to breathe properly, Liam is back to normal. Now he’s trying to get in as much playing as posible to make up for the past two days.
The nurse at the clinic weighed him last night, and he’s 22 lbs 8 oz. Gah.
And today at dinner, he played peek-a-boo for the first time all on his own. He pulled his lap napkin up over his face, waited until someone said, “Where’s Liam?”, then pulled it down triumphantly and grinned and grinned and grinned when we said, “Peek-a-boo!”
I got an hour of napping done this afternoon, thank goodness, because for various reasons I’ve only slept a total of about fifteen hours over the past five days. (Hello again, insomnia, I have not missed you, now leave.) I’m so looking forward to dinner, a warm bath, watching House MD with a glass of Dad’s Pinot Noir, and then going to bed to sleeeeeep. The cold was threatening to turn into flu this morning, and I’ve been on the edge of it all day, so a really solid night of sleep will help kick it.
One more note on Liam’s asthma: those cortico steroid inhalers are wonderful. Wish I’d had them over the past thirty years of my ashma. I’ve been using one type since last July, and it has virtually removed any asthma or even allergy symptoms, and on only two inhalations in the am and two before bed. I don’t even have to carry the inhaler with me any more. It’s wonderful!
With one of those, Liam probably wont have any of the breathing problems that you or Ron had in an earlier age.
Good luck in catching up on your sleep.