RSV & Pictures

Emma was in the church nursery Wednesday night. Thursday she had a slight fever and cough. Today she was full on throwing up. After a lovely visit to the dr's office, she was diagnosed with the dreaded RSV. The doctor didn't seem too concerned (but he's never too concerned), but she got progressively worse this afternoon and evening. We got to make a lovely trip to Walgreens (when I say lovely, I mean the opposite. I hate waiting for prescriptions there. They take forever and are usually rude. I would change pharmacies but I like the Register Rewards on diapers. We tried to pass the time by browsing, but Emma gave me her sad eyes, so I bought her some toys. All the while, people kept stopping to talk to her, because let's face it, she's the cutest baby ever. But I had to squelch my desire to swat everyone away because people have a annoyingly stupid habit of randomly touching her. But luckily no one tried today. So that's what I mean by lovely). On the bright side, Emma got to take the pink medicine for the first time. I loved that stuff...until I became allergic to it. Anyway, long story short, she's pitiful. I HATE when she's sick. She tries so hard to play and laugh with us, but she has a bad cough and can't keep any food or medicine down. I'm not sure how long we're supposed to go without her eating, but I bet we'll be calling the doctor tomorrow. RSV scares me. I hear about kids in the hospital with RSV. And I stay home with her so she won't get sick. I am angry at the person / people who take their sick kid (s) to the nursery. I'm sure they probably didn't know their child was sick until afterwards, like us, but still! I'm mad! I had plans this weekend, and now I have to watch my awesome little baby cough and throw up, and look at me with her big eyes asking why I won't make it stop. It sucks!

But, so as not to be entirely negative, here are some recent pictures. Because we do think she's the prettiest baby ever born. I'm sure you agree.