This weeks weekend relevant prompts, for Monday Haiku are:
- Friday ER – We spent Friday evening down the local ER. My son appeared to pick up a cough / cold on Thursday, but by Friday afternoon he was breathing a bit too fast. We had to take him down the local ER to be checked out with a few viral tests and an X-ray. He doesn’t like people he doesn’t know approaching him with things e.g. stethoscopes, so several times we had to pin him down whilst he cried and screamed. He is our first child and this was our first experience of this kind of thing, so as you can imagine, it was not pleasant, a bit worrying, and a bit upsetting. I know there will be other times, and it will be a bit easier each time but… Anyway it turned out he has a bronchial infection so has a bunch of different medications to take. His spirits are still good (apart from when he has to take the medication). We then promptly made a arse of giving him the meds, but after a few misfires, then a few tips, we’ve got our technique down now. Hopefully he will be on the mend now.
- Bronchial Infection – See above.
- Tired and hungry – I didn’t really get to eat friday evening, then had to take the car for a service on saturday and missed lunch. Friday was a long and draining night (as you can imagine). This is how I was feeling when I started typing this.
So here we go:
I can’t be much help
here for you in the E.R.
love you loads my son
Ok a little bit sentimental but it’s my haiku.. And the “sort of” part two.
Poor you, breath and wheeze
Your bronchial infection
Not hurt your spirits
And something completely different.
Oh, to bite a fish
fill the stomach of this man
but what about sleep?
Bonus Haiku is following the lazy mode and the prompt is once again from Mrs Rubin of The Write Transition, and her “Awful offspring offal”. Carrie also offered me some tips re: giving toddler meds, which was very kind and gives me the opportunity to highlight there is a whole lot more than me just pinching naughty words from her blog / offspring. So anyway, the term “Looma” in two parts (as before, if naughty words are not your thing, skip the lined section):
Baffled as to what
That word said to my son means
Just LOOMA is all
I should know better
Laughing out of my Anus
one more for the blog
Things I learned this weekend:
- If your baby or toddler has any kind of breathing difficulty, heavy too fast, whatever, it is good to take the child to a medical facility to be checked out.
- Pharmacies are slow even at 11.00 pm on a Friday evening.
- The technique that works for us when using the syringe is to have the head back, place into the cheek and squirt some in (perhaps also having a clean finger in the cheek so he cannot tense and spit), then blow in the face, which makes him swallow.
- Or mix it with some juice.
- Having the above to deal with is not great at any time, but less so when I have to fly to England later this week.
Lexicon word of the day: gregarious.