Weekend's Not Over Yet!

 I can still get it in under the wire.

We've had a pretty quiet weekend here in the Acuff home, but there has been quite a bit of excitement in the last couple of weeks. Bailey is still "recovering" from, well, something. After our excitement last weekend (you remember...that trip to the Urgent Care?), mom and dad were hoping for a quick recovery.

Oh, what foolish people we are...

Grandma and Grandpa Acuff spent a couple of days taking care of Bailey (thanks again!), warning us as they left for home on Wednesday that "I still think she needs to stay home. She's still got that cough." Yes, mom...you were right.

Thursday at daycare was a bit of a struggle. Bailey coughed all day and her nose was a faucet. I had made an appointment to see her doctor, and everything went "GREAT" from there. Doctor ordered a breathing treatment (hey, it's not as easy as it looks. You try pinning a screaming baby AND holding a breathing mask over her mouth and nose...for almost 15 minutes), then the doctor ordered a pertussis test. For those of you not in the know, pertussis is usually referred to as Whooping Cough. yeah...

We'll know the full results on Monday, but basically it boils down to one of three things:

a) Bailey has whooping cough...not great;

b) Bailey has croup...still not great, but better than (a); or

c) Bailey has severe congestion and drainage causing her cough...which one would you choose?

Bailey is still a very happy baby, laughing and playing all day, giving kisses and hugs and making mom and dad laugh all the time (peek-a-boo is her favorite...). Her appetite is healthy (and I mean healthy...this girl is turning into a bottomless pit!) and she is sleeping well. No matter the diagnosis, Bailey is well on the mend...it just might take a little longer than we want.

So now it is Sunday night. Tammie and I are getting things together for tomorrow when Grandpa Burke takes his turn with the baby bug and getting ready for TAKS testing this week...(oh boy!) and watching the weather. To be honest, I am more worried about the bad weather headed our way than I am about what the doctor will let us know tomorrow. Take care and keep the little Squidget in your thoughts. We'll keep you posted when we hear more.