Ava has been cracking me up lately. She just pointed to her nipple in the bathtub and squealed "boobeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee". Ha! I can't tell if it was even more hilarious because of her doped up look (more on this in a minute) or what, but it was awesome.
Unfortunately, A is sick :( She woke up with a barking cough in the middle of the night, and was coughing to the point of having labored breathing. Funny (?) story: I took a muscle relaxer last night because I slept wrong the night before, and literally, it was so bad I couldn't even check my blind spot. No joke. Anyhow, I'd never taken one before, and so after making sure it was nursing compatible (it was) I took one, expecting nothing to happen. An hour later, I was SOUND ASLEEP. Two hours later, A woke up with the coughing fit, and I was so insanely out of it. Seriously, I had no idea what D was talking about. Add to that the fact that he's a chronic over reactor, and his exclamation that he thought her windpipe was closing (such a drama king!) had me hysterical until I finally came to and realized she was not, in fact, dying a quick, asthmatic death. What an idiot.
Anyhow, long story less long, we hauled A into the doc this morning to find out she had croup (which we figured last night at the sound of her cough), as well as a touch of laryngitis and bronchitis. She doesn't get sick often, but when she does, geez does she ever go all out! Ten days of antibiotics to go :(
Thankfully, aside from her watery, running eyes and nighttime cough, she seems to be feeling decent enough now, so David's playing hooky tomorrow and we're taking a day trip to San Antonio. Woohoo!