Cough, Cough, COUGH

Caleb had a runny nose last weekend. I immediately started giving him Claritin. By Sunday, he was starting to cough. By Monday, he was waking up at night coughing. We still use the baby monitor because Caleb's room is on the opposite end of the house from ours, so when he coughs, I wake up...even if he doesn't. Rudy and I have taken turns getting up with him at night when the coughing gets bad enough that he comes toddling into our room for comfort. Thursday night was the final straw. Up at 4:00 AM and unable to get back to sleep due to Caleb's coughing, I decided to take a sick day so I could take him to the clinic. I managed to get a 10:30 appointment. The doctor said his tubes are looking good (yeah!) and he wasn't wheezing (yeah!), but that his chest sounded "crackly" and he had nasal congestion. With the official diagnoses of "early bronchitis" and "rhinitis," we were sent on our way with a prescription for amoxicillin and a suggestion to give him Robitussin CF. Almost 2 days later, he's still coughing and his nose is running like a faucet. When he's feeling good, the world is fine, but when he's not - Heaven help us. He's wavering between those two states quicker than a preteen girl right now. It doesn't help that we're all tired. It's amazing what a little cold can turn into.