Monday, December 23, 2019

Week 331: Ho Ho Home

And just like that, the holiday week is upon us. Naturally, it would not be a holiday week without some manner of illness cropping up. Lime has had some kind of fairly assertive cough for, oh, I don't know, a week? It is hard to keep track of these things. Anyhow, we kind of thought perhaps it had skipped Lemon this time around, but no, it had not. He's had a pretty solid cough since Tuesday, and had to miss his class's winter show on Wednesday since he just was not well enough to go to school. Generally speaking, he is pretty feisty and does not like to miss things, so when he was lying inert in bed and could not be persuaded to go to school, even later in the day after I let him stay home for the morning, I knew things were serious.

He's been gradually recovering, although the cough has been pretty severe. For the first time in a long time, I had to actually stop the vest and nebulizer mid-treatment and let him take a break for a few minutes, because he was coughing so hard he couldn't tolerate it. I think/hope he is gradually starting to get better, even though he still doesn't really sound great. We'll give him another couple of days before deciding about Cayston. Because, of course, I'm thinking, "well, if we do have to do Cayston, Christmas vacation is an ideal time since he doesn't have school for two weeks." Because this is the calculus we do in CF households. And also why we don't travel in the winter.  We seem to pick up enough things without spending time in pressurized contagion tubes (aka airplanes).






As usual, Grandma and Grandpa braved the odds of modern air travel and made their way here from New York. We've been enjoying a quiet visit with them so far, taking in a few Star Wars movies, reading, playing with toys, etc. Meanwhile, Papa Bear and I have been gradually converting our office into an Amazon Prime distribution center, or at least that is what you would think given its current appearance. Our boys are very lucky to have so many exceptionally generous people in their lives. Thanks to a certain grinch in their family tree (ahem), they are at least aware that the gifts come from the people in their lives, and not some bearded fellow with a sleigh.

I hope all of you are enjoying whatever holiday you are celebrating, in whatever manner you are celebrating it. And, I hope you are steering clear of sources of contagion and practicing good hand hygiene! Because, really, nothing says holidays like the abundant use of hand sanitizer.