Well Monday was when Mia started really showing she was sick, went to the Doctor Tuesday morning, and we decided after being up all night again for the 4th night and her just looking like death this morning to take her back to the Dr. Her coughing has gotten worse, she's sneezing gobs of blood, she's wheezing and breathing real fast and not normal at all. This visit, different Dr again since ours is out, diagnosed her with RSV after they monitored her breathing with a stethoscope and the little bandaid around the toe machine. I automatically thought hospital after hearing this but he said since she's right at a year he thinks she can handle this at home for now. He wanted to give her a steroid shot which I said no way (she doesn't do so well with shots) so she's on a liquid steroid and every 4 hrs she's doing Albutorol breathing treatments to hopefully help her breath better and get rid of this cough. If she continues to get worse we are supposed to call them on the emergency line to discuss what we could do next.
We came home, I put her to bed so I could try cramming in some housework and then of course Damien has to puke all over me, the carpet and a blanket I tossed in the way so he'd miss the carpet. Ran him in the kitchen where he proceeded to fill the trashcan too. He puked the night before but we figured it was a fluke. So it looks like he's got some sort of crud as well. Now he's rolling around on the floor groaning. Great!