Prior to me knowing I had the flu and while I still thought it was just mountain cedar I was holding, hugging and kissing my sweet girl. Cash thank goodness withstood all of my hugs and kisses as he had the flu mist already. Emma had only one of her flu shots, as they break them in to 2 shots for babies her age, and she wasn't due for another until the end of the month. I felt absolutely awful at the thought she would feel like I felt. Her sweet little body, I knew, would have a hard time fighting off the virus.
My mom came and got her so she could stay with them in the hope that it may not hit her. We were wrong. Come Monday the 13th she began running fever and in my gut I knew. I took her to see her Ped that day because of her ears, which were fine, but that evening she was running fever and by the next morning she was congested and coughing. It was so hard to see her go through that and all you can do is give Tylenol and/or Motrin. So I just prayed that me holding her and loving her would make up for the meds I couldn't give her.
It was amazing that I recovered so quickly but I truly think it was to take care of her.
Even with her feeling bad she was still smiling.
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