“Sometimes even to live is an act of courage.”
Lucius Annaeus Seneca
(a subpar Mayor struggles through illness to be the belle at the ball..or is that prettiest
pumpkin in the patch?? / Julie Cook / 2018
Well, Poppie and Moppie came up Monday to take care of a croopie baby…
but croopie turned ugly real fast when we had to race to the Urgent care last night,
Tuesday night, with an escalating fever and the signature seal-like cough…
Turns out the croop is RSV, or Respiratory syncytial virus, which for adults is more
like a viral cold-like illness…
but in an 8-month old infant can suddenly become quite serious very quickly…
(a miserable crying Mayor recieving albuterol treatments)
The wheezing, cough congestion and gasping for breath lead to a required
but much hated breathing treatment.
This entire situation was not well received by The Mayor who has simply been feeling
like crap…but she was quite the trooper…despite wailing throughout the treatment,
she managed to sit very still.
The treatment was successful in that she did feel some better and actually slept a tad more
then the night prior (all her aides were most grateful)–
The doctors even sent us home with the machine and a prescription for the meds that
go into the machine.
Aides Poppie and Moppie had to administer another treatment in the morning…
of which I think was harder on Poppie as he is the Mayor biggest push over assistant…
with her dad coming in a fast second.
But like all typical politicians, the Mayor rose to the occasion…
she was ready in the nick of time to don her mayorial Halloween garb in order to meet
her neighborhood constituents as she sat on the front porch in Moppie’s lap while mom
handed out candy…opting to be a Pumpkin in order to show her support to the
gourd and squash family.
(Moppie with The Mayor / this particular year it was too hot to wear the black leggings
that came with the outfit)
Now there are some out there in the far left media who might perceive the candy
handouts as some sort of bribe or even some sort of discriminatory treatment against
the sugar intolerant…
But the Mayor insists her actions were all in good fun…
I’ll be here in the Atlanta Woobooville office for the remainder of the week until
a certain mayor can quit coughing like a seal…
And by the way… we are not nor have we ever attempted to be insensitive to any member
of the pinniped family…nor do we show any sort of incorrectness to those who happen
to bark like seals…
This Mayor works very hard to be steadfast and fair especially to seals, pumpkins
and the younger neighborhood constituents who all showed up in a fine array of attire.
I think Batman was a particular favorite.
But the dad that came dressed in full Native American Indian Cheif regalia
was a bit much…something about all of those feathers…
Heal me, O Lord, and I shall be healed; save me, and I shall be saved,
for you are my praise.
Our youngest, who recently turned four needs breathing treatments. He doesn’t like it, but he cooperates now that it is more routine. Hope the Mayor is over her acute illness and it never becomes chronic.
Thank you Mark…I hope so as well.
I hate to hear that, Prayers
thanks Wally…it’s been a loooooonnnnngggg week!
What a cute pumpkin! Sorry to hear she’s having this croopy stuff. All three of my kids inherited it from me. Breathing issues lead to a family of barkers. For many years I used a vaporizer and made a little tent for them too. I later discovered that moist heat isn’t good for asthma or upper respiratory diseases. Hoping that barking ceases soon and that the mayor gets back into action. We need more cutie pies in government.
well, after tonight’s alligator death roll fit during the treatment, which we simply stopped as she was wild with rage…well, she will just have to hurry up and get better without that blasted machine and mask!
Oh poor baby. I’ll keep her and y’all in my prayers.❤️
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Thank you GW…the Mayor hopefully will turn a corner soon…this aide is getting worn out!!!
Praying for all of you SC 😍
Note picture of sickly mayor. Guess what hits my heart? Those three little fingers in your hand. Aren’t they something designed by a Master Designer. The fool has said in his heart “there is no God.” I hope I do not lose any mayoral support in case you have a fool or two among the Mayor’s constituency.
fools sadly will always run rampant…but your discerning wisdom Oneta is a balm to the soul! Thank you!!!!
Good night for this November 1. Thanksgiving – the theme for this month. I like that.
The post is too cute, but sad to see the second picture of her …I’m glad she was able to please her “constituents” even from those outside her county. =)
thank you Jim—she filled the role of the subject of adoring public quite well…maybe a little too well 😉
I hope and pray that her health continues to improve. I remember when my oldest suffered from croup. We sat in the bathroom with her while the shower ran hot water to fill the air with steam–sort of a homemade breathing treatment. Although she felt terrible, she still chose to point to the cat and say “cat,” which only started her coughing again. But she did recover. J.
I remember those days with our son…now they send home a nebulizer machine…I miss those steamy bathroom days 🙂
My youngest grandchild just had RSV too….that’s some bad stuff for the little ones…glad they are both on the mend. Peace to you and your family!!
Thank you Jeff–we were back at Urgent care this evening as an ear infection has spiraled from the RSV and congestion…got an antibiotic now…
Mercy! So sorry! The little ones struggle sometimes!
It seems she’s taken after our son— he had everything under the sun — he was in daycare since I was a teacher and my husband ran his own business— I can remember our pediatrician telling me that daycare was the necessary evil but that by the time he’d be entering kindergarten, his immunities will have been built up and things should even out— at that point I had had to miss so much school to be out with a sick child that I had used all of my leave time and was paying for the subs myself. For him it was about 2nd grade when his health finally evened out — I had already lost my mom at that point and so terribly missed having her help and there to lean on— so now whereas I am pretty exhausted during these new nursing duties of mine I am just so very grateful that I am able to be here to help them!
Oh my goodness, I”m so sorry to hear about the Mayor falling ill and hope she is feeling much better now. How scary that must have been for you all.
Such a cutie pie that Mayor.
Well ,The Mayor has now made her chief aide sick sharing her misery, believing there is love and comfort in sharing such 🙂
Off to the doctor, I go tomorrow!
I knew it was coming when someone sneezed and coughed right in my face..not to mention my snot duty!
Oh no! The sacrifices those Chief Aides make, fele better!
All for the cause .. of care 😛😷
Oh my, I’m so sorry that the adorable Mayor has now made her chief aide sick and sharing in her misery…I’m hoping that you both are feeling a little better. While sick, she was still the cutest pumpkin I’ve seen.