We had a busy day weekend. We saw Frozen (this being Namine’s third time and my first) and we cleaned the apartment. Well, most of it. This morning, I don’t know if Namine is paying for being out in the cold, but she woke up with a croupy cough.
Namine did more than her fair share yesterday and the day before. She helped me clean her room on Saturday after we got home from seeing Frozen – actually, I helped her. She did most of the work. Yesterday, she helped me put away clean dishes and she vacuumed most of the dining room. I helped her out with the hard to reach spots.
Anyway, so I heard Namine wheezing a bit as I was getting ready to leave for work this morning. She is a crazy sleeper, and had rolled to what had to be an uncomfortable position. I adjusted her and woke her up in the process.
“Hi, Daddy,” she whispered.
“Hey, sweetie. Are you feeling okay?” She shook her head no. “What’s wrong?” She pointed to her throat. “Your throat hurts?” She nodded. “Would you like a drink of water?” She nodded.
I grabbed her glass, which we keep on her shelf next to her bed, and after helping her sit up, handed it to her. She took a couple sips. “That’s better,” she told me.
“Do you want to go snuggle with Mommy?” I fully expected her to say yes.
“No, I’ll just go back to sleep. Can I have Bats?” We’ve had Captain Bats since Namine was in the hospital for the Fontan, and he keeps watch over Namine when she’s sick.
“Sure, sweetie. Here you go.” I handed Captain Bats to her, and she closed her eyes again.
Jessica took Namine in to see the pediatrician this afternoon. They gave her decadron – par for the course – and sent her home, but not before doing the final MRSA culture. Namine had her last culture take back in November, and the result of this last one will finally confirm that Namine can be taken off contact isolation status.
If any good can be said to have come from waking up from the croup, I think being declared MRSA-free definitely qualifies. I hope the culture result comes back quickly.