so the past couple of weeks the sweet man i've married has been sufferering miserably with a nasty cold (and not too loudly, I have to mention ... he is such a trooper, so not a complainer, never has been) and as a result, our wee mr. cameron came down with it. he, as well, is not a complainer, and such a trooper.
but let's face it, he's 10.
and a boy.
and he just needs some TLC.
(or, wait .... is that, ME that needs to GIVE him the TLC because it's my job?)
so, we've been hugging and cuddling, and medicating at night to relieve the cough. the other night, friday night, we were gearing up and packing to go to rochester, ny for a 4 hockey game weekend there, and he was really coughing. i grabbed the dimetapp medicine, the knock you out one that i rarely use unless it's necessary (in truth, i don't use lots of meds with them, or with us, i just don't). he went to bed at 8:00 and at 10:30 he shows up in the office, downstairs, looking in my eye, and this was the conversation.
cam: "mom, i need your help with something"
mom: "okay, what do you need help with, bud?"
c: " okay, everytime i close my eyes, i can't keep it all straight, i have the puck, and i need to get it accross the line, but i don't know if i should use my stick, or the dancing sweatshirts"
me: "uh, okay, tell you what, let's go upstairs and i can try to help you there, you can lay down, and i'll help you"
c: "yeah, that's good mom, c'mon"
we're now upstairs, he's in bed
me: "so, let's close your eyes, and see if you can get back to sleep"
c: " okay, but that's the thing ... when i close my eyes that's when the sweatshirts start dancing"
m: " hmmm ... i can see that." as i stroke his head, and kiss him, i smile at the idea that he'll have no recollection of this.
and i may need to cease using dimetapp. :)
but the truth is, we'll ride this out, and be healthy soon ... likely before daddy is all better, because let's face it, he's 10.
and the energizer bunny.
and a kid.
and when you're surrounded by dancing sweatshirts, clearly you've got a chosen position for health.
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