It had to happen at some point. Living in a bubble with an immunosuppressed child is not realistic so we knew Addison would get sick one day. We just wanted it to be pushed back as far as possible. Well, that day is here. After a very long night of waking and crying (which the princess thankfully never does), Addison got up up Monday morning with a runny noses and lots of sneezes. Her first cold has arrived.
With a lower white blood cell count than other babies, it has been drilled into our heads Addison will get sicker than normal babies and take longer to recover. Some routine childhood illnesses, for example chicken pox, will likely require hospitalization and could make her gravely ill, even life-threatening. That is why we try to be as vigilant as possible about spending time with sick friends and family members. It isn’t always easy, especially in the middle of winter when it seems as if everyone has the sniffles, but our loved ones have been so understanding about our unique situation.
So now Addison is facing her first little battle with a cold. She seems to be taking it like a trouper without much complaint. She isn’t eating as much as usual, she’s breastfeeding more, not sleeping very well, a little tired and clingy, and super snotty and sneezy. She definitely HATES having her nose wiped, which is really unfortunate since I am doing it at least once every couple of minutes. But like all things big and small she has faced in her short life so far, she’s not slowing down much at all.
Elaine, Aaron and Addison