So...do you remember two weeks ago when I mentioned that Noah was finally finished with his antibiotics?
Remember?
Do you remember how I joked about Noah needing to get his "antibiotic fix"?
Remember?
Do you also remember how I tempted fate and wrote "bronchial infection here we come"?
Remember?
Well...bronchial infection here we are. On Monday, Kc took our sick little guy into the pediatrician's office and he was diagnosed with bronchitis. So we're back on antibiotics and Mr. Man is making a s-l-o-w recovery.
That will teach me to joke about drugs.
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Aw, man! No fun :-( I hope Noah's recovery isn't too drawn out and that he is back to his chipper, cute self soon. I know I'm always careful when I ask if things can get any worse because I will probably soon find out that yes, things can get worse :-) Take care.
ReplyDeletePoor little guy. Get well soon!
ReplyDeleteOh Noah. You earn the name Stinkpot.
ReplyDelete"Stinkpot"?! Hope Great-Grandma Ruth doesn't read this.
ReplyDeleteBless your heart Noah, hope you feel better soon.
oh, no...here's to a speedy-er recovery. get well little man
ReplyDeleteHey Noah! We miss you and love you little/big guy. I have a very special book to show you the next time you visit. So get well dear Noah so you can come visit Grandma and Grandpa soon! I know you're trying :)
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