Yesterday was probably the worst day of Mayhem's little life thus far.
He's been a congested lately, but I wasn't worried since we've dealt with that before. I knew it was more than a snotty nose when he wasn't happy and didn't want to play with his toys. He just sat in the floor and whined. He wanted to be held, but even then he cried and I mean cried. Mouth contorted, wailing, tears streaming crying. This isn't like him.
I got him an appointment so Boots and I hauled him to the doctor. He cried the whole way there. He whined and fussed while we waited, but didn't make a peep when we laid him down to weigh him. He was furious when the nurse stuck a thermometer in his ear.
After the nurse practitioner diagnosed him with a cold, or upper respiratory infection as they're known as for babies, she thought maybe he had an ear infection most likely caused by the cold. While we waited for the doctor to come in and confirm what she thought, Boots stretched out on the table and the two of them took a nap for about 20 minutes.
Ear infection confirmed and antibiotics prescribed. (Real hippy mamas are freaking out right now, but I just want him to feel better and I know that works.)
I think he felt better after his little nap even though he hadn't even had the meds yet. He took a good 2.5 hour nap after we got back home and besides the nasty nose issue, is acting like himself.
I'm so glad he feels better. Now I know why my dad would always freak out about getting water in our ears when we would go swimming or even splashed hard in the bathtub.
Sick babies ain't no joke.