Sick And Still Smiling

We knew when Luke started coughing and sneezing throughout the day yesterday, today would probably be a bit challenging. He coughed most of the night and woke up a little cranky so we knew he wasn't feeling too well. Being so far from home we thought acting quickly would be the best thing. So we called Elizabeth (Luke's wonderful nurse from FANA) to see how we should proceed. She was so helpful as usual and directed us back to the clinic where Luke had gotten his immunizations a few weeks ago. The clinic didn't have a doctor available to help us so we had to go through the emergency room to be seen. It was quite an experience, but it really could have been much worse. Our inability to speak Spanish at times poses a bit of a problem (we've promised ourselves that by the time we come back for a brother or sister for Luke, we will speak Spanish well). But God always provides and just when we need an English speaking person one just seems to appear (and this has happened more than once). So this really nice bilingual woman filled out our paperwork and arranged everything for us to see an English speaking physician. The doctor we met with was really kind and Luke just loved her. For as terrible as he was feeling, he was still such a flirt. She was listening to his lungs and he was just smiling up at her with this cute little face. But anyway, she said his lungs sounded good, thank God. And she prescribed some meds for his upper respiratory congestion. So we cancelled our dinner plans with Marty and Martha and the family from Texas so Luke can stay in and rest. He was a bit restless tonight. We gave him a nice bath, got him all ready for bed and thought a little Tylenol might help him feel more comfortable. Bad idea. After we gave him the Tylenol he threw up a massive amount of his dinner all over me and him. To those of you I work with who know my stomach around things like this, I have to say I did pretty well. You guys were right. When it's your kid it's very different. So Luke got cleaned up for a second time tonight and I did some laundry the old fashioned way. And I probably don't say it enough, but Kenny is such a wonderful father and such a huge help with so many things I'm quite sure some fathers never would do. But anyway, the important thing is that Luke is now peacefully sleeping and hopefully each day he will be feeling better.