Posted by: emjb | November 15, 2006

Poor little snuffaluffagus

Nathan has a cold, one of those hot-mucous-down-the-back-of-your-throat-making-you-cough colds. No fever yet. He had his flu shot the other day. I have always gotten sick when I get flu shots. But every night the news warns against not getting one for your baby.

Of course, anecdote is not data. He is in a germ factory all day with other toddlers and strange adults, plenty of whom could be carrying some random virus for which there is no shot. Maybe he’d be worse without having had it. Trouble is, I can’t know.

Where is our Star Trek medicine, dammit, with tri-corders and magic hypo-sprays? Somebody needs to get on that.

Meanwhile, we dose him with kiddie decongestant and suction out his nose when it gets too bad. Which he hates. He’s not too good with sleeping propped up to help his drainage either, because his preferred sleep mode is face down, butt in the air.

Poor thing. He may need to stay home tomorrow.

Which is ok with his dad, who is not all that pleased with the daycare. It’s only been 3 days, so I’m withholding judgement for a bit. Apparently the teachers have noticed that noise makes Nathan cry a lot, which just seems to indicate to me that our home is somehow preternaturally quiet and we’re giving him a complex. Should we start playing marimba records at high volume every day? That really would be making a sacrifice for my child. We like quiet. We just never thought that would put Nathan at some sort of disadvantage.

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