Today has been a total wash out, E and I have spent most of the morning curled up in our jim jams following an all-nighter with the latest bug to hit the household.
It started at around 1.30am this morning when E woke coughing and unable to catch her breath. I scooped her out of bed, located her inhaler and began administering the usual calpol, cough syrup and piriton in hope that it may relieve E’s symptoms.
I was a midges dick away from ringing an ambulance as each time E coughed she would become breathless and panicked. She wasn’t the only one that was panicking! I half suspected that we may be dealing with croup but after checking her temperature to find there was no fever I wasn’t so sure.
We live almost fifty minutes away in the car from a hospital. As far as I am aware we have no on-call Doctors and even if we were to ring 999 the chances are that we could be waiting for up to an hour for an ambulance to arrive. It isn’t ideal especially when you have children or even if you were an accident yourself.
Almost an hour and at least twenty episodes of Peppa Pig later E finally began to seem a little brighter and settled to sleep. Paul and I tried to grab as many Zzzzzs as possible before round two began. We were up and down throughout the night and as a result both E and I spent the morning snuggled under the blankets watching yet more Peppa sodding Pig.
E hasn’t had a temperature as such today, she just seems a little off-colour, croaky and is full of snot. I therefore decided to not to bother booking a GP appointment, we will cross our fingers and toes and hope that things improve.
I am off to work shortly leaving ‘Daddy Pig’ in charge. I hate having to go out when our little lady isn’t herself, not only do I feel guilty but I am also utterly exhausted! Here’s hoping that we have a better night tonight.