Updates

We got good news back on Phil's dad last night. He has small cell lymphomic lymphoma (or something like that). Basically, it's a VERY slow growing cancer that he's probably had for years. At this point, they're not going to do any treatment. He will be going through some more tests just to make sure they're right about their diagnosis. There may be some medicine later, but no chemo in his future. I guess if you're going to get cancer, this is the one to have.

I took Emma back to the doctor yesterday. Her cough was getting worse. It's a good thing I did...her "crud" has moved down into her chest. She had alot of wheezing going on in her lungs yesterday. They gave her a breathing treatment and that broke up most of it pretty quickly. The dr changed her antibiotic to one that will clear up her chest (the other was good for the nose/head area). She also has thrush in her mouth and on her bottom. We have medicine for that, too.

She sounded alot better when she got up this morning. She was still coughing some, but it didn't sound as bad as it did yesterday.

The bad part is that she's contagious and can't go anywhere over the next few days. She acts like she's feeling fine...she felt kind of puny a couple of days ago, but seems to be feeling more like herself now.

She's not eating much, but that could be because of the thrush - her mouth hurts. We're doing alot of soft foods right now.

Callie seems to be just about better...not much of a cough left, no more diarrhea, good appetite, etc. She also did great at daycare without her sidekick. It was funny because Callie asked where Emma was yesterday (on our way to daycare). When I got back home, Emma asked where Callie was. :) Both did fine being separated - they just needed to know where the other one was.

I think Josh needs some more sleep. :) He was out late 2 nights this week, so we tried to get him bed earlier last night. He wasn't happy about that...he's been quite cranky. He was still awake at 9:00 last night. Hopefully, he'll go to sleep earlier tonight. He's not happy when he doesn't get enough sleep! He cried when he found out it was raining and not snowing this morning - I mean, pitch a fit kind of cry, not a sad cry. Oy! At least he was happy by the time we left for school. He realy does like school (even if he doesn't always admit it).