Fun-Filled Day....Not

Yesterday, Max had a weight check at the doctor's office. He weighed 15 pounds, 15 ounces which still doesn't put him on the chart, but we are not really worried. Maybe they need to redo the chart since my children never appear to be on it. The more worrisome issue is that Max still isn't going to the bathroom even with the olive oil in his food and Miralax. So we probably have to take a trip to the GI, but before we can do that, we have to get some bloodwork done. So after cutting through the redtape with our insurance company and getting the approval to go to Scottish Rite, we left the office with the intent to head to Scottish Rite this morning. (BTW, Max was the picture of perfect health yesterday.) Last night, Alexis woke up in the middle of the night saying her ear hurt, and Max woke up this morning with 102 fever and the most horrendous cough. So, needless to say, we did not make it to Scottish Rite, and, instead, made a trip back to the pediatrician. Turns out, Alexis, indeed, has an ear infection along with her usual wheezing and coughing, and Max has croup. Poor Alexis had to miss her playdate with her little best friend, and we all three got to spend some time crying, cranky, and tired. And, yes, all three of us were crying, cranky, and tired!!! We've had an awesome day (hear the sarcasm). Especially when I think about the three copays I had to make in two days. On the bright side, we seemed to have caught Max's croup early enough and it appears to be better with just one dose of steroids. I'm sure I'll have another update after we actually make it down to Scottish Rite for another traumatizing day for Maxwell.