If you’ve been reading this blog for very long, you know that as soon as we started daycare when Owen was 5 1/2 months old, we have made A LOT of trips to the doctor. Like, an inordinate amount. Like, WAY more than our fair share, even as a daycare kid. His little immune system just couldn’t catch a break. He seems to have inherited his Mama’s tendency to get weird and unusual presentations of illnesses and a propensity toward getting a wildly extreme version of a sickness (pneumonia, for instance) instead of a normal cold like everyone else. His food sensitivities/allergies and somewhat mysterious skin issues don’t help the issue. Oh, and his asthmatic breathing when he gets sick. That makes little colds a bit scarier and often necessitates an extra doc’s visit to have them listen to his chest.
For the last 6 months, on average, we have visited our friendly pediatrician at least once a month, usually more like once every two weeks. If I had more time I would actually add up all of the time and money we’ve spent there, but honestly, I don’t think I want to see those numbers.
Luckily, thankfully, blessedly, Owen is a trooper. He smiled through our emergency room visit when he had pneumonia, he giggled through his week of 105 temps when he had roseola. He has already had 2 chest x-rays and countless needle sticks for bloodwork and he’s barely 14 months old.
The last month or so, though, I feel like we’ve turned a corner. Maybe it was the warm summer weather, or the switch in daycares to a smaller room, or the move to the ‘burbs. Maybe it’s just that he’s getting older and his immune system is getting stronger. Maybe it’s that he’s already had every germ in the baby book, so he’s a walking cocktail of antibodies. Whatever it is, I am happy for it.
We have not been to the doctor since August 6th. That was Owen’s 1 year appointment and last appointment to confirm he was over roseola (killed two birds with 1 stone there). 6 1/2 weeks. That’s a record.
The last few days some bugs have been going around daycare and Owen has been a bit congested and out of sorts. Since we’ve been through this so many times before, I am well-versed in the drill. Taking his temp. Ibuprofen before bed and honey for his cough. Humifier on high. Breathing treatments if I hear a wheeze. Saline drops and nose sucking. I thought we were going to have to break our 6 week streak.
But you know what? He never got a fever. Nothing escalated beyond a gunky nose and a cough. He slept well last night and woke up with no boogers. I don’t want to jinx anything, but I think we kicked this bug like a normal kid. Maybe that 6 week break was just what his little system needed to rebuild. My fingers are crossed that this fall we can continue to break our doctor-free record.
What do you do when your baby is sick? Any remedies I haven’t tried or should add into my treatment plan?