Saturday, May 22, 2010

Breathe, Baby, breathe.

There is no rest for the weary here at Lashley Headquarters.  
This week:  pneumonia.
Pneumonia means steroids.  Steroids mean insanity.  Crazy non-sleeping insanity.
Under normal circumstances I would not bow to my 2-year-old's demands for coffee.
But these aren't normal circumstances.  He has me hostage with the horrid cycle of psychotic I'm-revved-up-on-steroids meltdowns that lead to coughing, wheezing, I-can't-breathe attacks that lead to more meltdowns thus starting the cycle over again.
So coffee it is.

You've got two more days, Dude.  And then I assure you there will only be one person in this house drinking coffee.  And if you happen to be a 30-something mom trying to survive raising two children, then by all means, help yourself.

5 comments:

Team Hudkins said...

Drew has been on two rounds of steroids this spring. It's awful- for both child and parent. I'm so sorry.

babyblueeyed girl said...

awww summer
i feel for you guys
i understand how hard the steroids are
a little too well
im sorry he's sick
if there is any thing i can
do (even bring you coeffe or sonic)
let me know im done with work for the summer so let me know
take

Gavan said...

I stopped in to weigh sweet cheeks on friday & saw your car at the dr's office & wondered who was sick. Poor Bode....hope he feels better soon. By the way, Mr. Rosson weighs at whopping 22.7 lbs!.....here we come big kid car seat!
-Melody

Verna said...

Poor Bode!!! I hope he feels better soon!

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