Poor little guy!

On Sunday afternoon, Peyton woke up from his nap with the worst cough I had ever heard, but I figured that it had to be the dreaded croup cough that I had heard about. Poor thing, he really had a hard time breathing and would even cough so much that he would eventually through up.

Monday morning, after not sleeping much that night, he came down with a fever of at least 100.5, but it was hard to take. I took him into the doctor, who said that he definitely had croup, and that he had a bad case of it that involved strider, which is the wheezing that kids get when they are inhaling. Peyton really was having a hard time. The doctor gave us a prescription for steroids and sent us home. He said if Peyton threw up the steroids, then he would probably admit him to the hospital. So the plan was to get him to take the meds. I went to drop off the prescription at Walmart and then was told there would be an hour wait, so I dropped it off and left. I went home, to find Craig who had came home sick with a stomach bug. I thought I would just leave Peyton with Craig and go back to the pharmacy to get the meds, but Peyton only wanted me. It was rough. I finally got his prescription, and he didn't' throw it up, but his fever spiked to 102 and we stripped him down to his diaper and kept dosing him with Motrin. Poor kid. He slept lousy along with Craig and I.

On Tuesday, Peyton's fever was back to 99 and he seemed to be feeling better, but looked awfully drugged, which he was. Those steroids were powerful. The coughing spells and throwing up continued all day.

Today, is Wednesday, and Peyton is trying to act like he feels better, but he isn't. He woke up at 1:30 last night with a horrible coughing spell, and so I decided to let him breathe some cold air to help with his airway. We bundled up in blankets and went outside. It was probably 50 out there, so really not to cold. We have raccoons that like to come up on our porch, so I had to have the lights on. Well, Peyton's cough went away, and he was breathing better, but then he was wide awake. So, we watched the new Vegi Tales Pirate movie. It was good, although not really something I would wake up in the middle of the night to watch. 4:30 rolls around and it was time for bed again, only to wake up at 7:30. Ugg! So here we are. Peyton is trying to act like he is feeling better by unfolding my laundry and laughing about it, but his eyes tell all.



Not really feeling better, but trying.

Ugg, this is really how he feels!

The one thing that I think is really cute that he learned is when he coughed I would rub his back and ask him if he was okay, so now if Craig or I cough, he comes over to us and gives us a concerned look, rubs our arm, and says "You okay?