I’ll Be Taking These Huggies And Whatever Cash Ya Got.
I went to work this morning and promptly received a call from the drop in daycare that Troy visits every so often while Momma is at the bar. Working. He seemed to be developing blisters on his hands right before their eyes and could not stay. I drove over and picked him up and his hands had little blisters on them, mainly around the nails. I called the pediatrician’s office and spoke with a nurse, who asked me if he had them on his feet. I indignantly told her no, that I had just bathed him a few hours before and I noticed nothing unusual, sigh, but hold on and I will take his socks and shoes off and check.He totally had blisters on his feet. And all over his cute little toes.
The nurse informed me he has Hand, Foot and Mouth Disease (not to be confused with Hoof and Mouth) and that it is going around hardcore. It’s a viral infection and there isn’t anything he can take, it just has to run its course.
I couldn’t get a good shot felt bad about putting a photograph up of sick Baby T, so if you want to see what HFMD looks like, go here. But I wouldn’t if I were you. It’s really gross.
His mouth is full of sores, they are all over his gums and tongue. I feel just awful for him. I also feel very guilty because this morning for breakfast, I gave him an orange. He only ate part of it and if he could talk, he probably would have told me his mouth hurt and to shove it. Instead he just yelled “Hookah!” and threw his sippy cup.
Also, you might have noticed that this here blog has a new name. Welcome to Raising Colorado. Momma went and got a fancy new dot com and will be leaving Blogger shortly. I just need to pack up my stuff and get my new place ready. I haven’t mentioned it to Blogger, I’ve never been good at breakups. We did have a good run, almost two years, but I’ve changed. It’s not you, Blogger, it’s me. Please don’t show up at my work and hand me my dog that has a Post-It stuck on its side that reads “Paul called-YOU BITCH!” and tell me you won’t dog sit for me anymore. (Editor’s Note: This totally happened to me.)
If you have me on your blogroll and you have some free time, would you be so kind to switch it ovah to www.RaisingColorado.com? I think if you are subscribed to the feed it will just be the same, but don’t quote me on that. By the way, you are looking fantastic, really. I think you’ve lost weight. Not that you needed to. It must be your hair. Perhaps you did something nicer to it.
God, nevermind. You probably shouldn’t even be reading this. I would totally just put a Post-It on my dog and call it day. (Please stay, I need you. I promise I’ll change.)







3StinkyBoysAndMe
Love the new name and site! BTW… my two boys just battled hand, foot and mouth disease. It was the most brutal thing I've ever been through AND my husband was sick at the same time. It took about two weeks for them to all feel better. BRU-TAL! Good luck with your little one. It's just not fair for him.
Special K
Cool name for such a cool blog! How on Earth did you think of such a wonderful title? Seriously, The apples of greatness must have been falling at your feet when you reached down and took a bite!
SGM
Check you OUT! Lookin' good, Z.
Bj in Dallas
Hey just changed your name over at my place, and I love the whole new vibe!
sadly about mr. T, hope nobody else gets that stuff- I knew about it from a friend, and if this makes you feel any better, she had three under the age of five with it all at once.
That would be expensive because of all the wine I would have to injesst.
I am Trish Marie
Geez. Now you are all fancy. And high class. And trying to make the rest of us look bad. I don't know how I feel about this.
Also? A post-it stuck to a dog? Do post-its really stick well to dog fur? I would have gone with a ribbon tied around the neck with a little card. But that's how I get down.
Have fun with that HFMD. It's awesome good times.
aimee
hope troy feels better soon. that does not sound pleasant at all. poor little guy
Lin
Aw…poor little guy. I hope he gets better really soon!
Also, I'm totally diggin your new name. Cute.
Krëg
"Son, you got a panty on your head."
Your link to HFM disease images should have gone to pictures of Clint Howard.
The Townhouselady
Ohhhh poor Troy! What a scary thing to have to go through.
Yelena R.
Aww poor guy
p.s. Congrats on the fancy new site!
Chris at yardsalequeen.com
Son – you got a panty on your head.
Sorry, I just like saying that when the mood strikes.
Elaine A.
Loving your new name!
Poor baby Cole, hope it 'runs its course' quickly!!
Ed
What about balloons? You got any of them funny shaped balloons?
If'n you call round funny.
Mrs. Cline
Oh no! Poor lil' guy! Hope it runs it's course QUICKLY!
Something Happened Somewhere Turning
I like this photo better than the one on the dock. I mean…they are both nice, don't get me wrong. There's just something cool about giant kids walking over the Rockies with their head in the clouds.
I hope Mr. Toasty is feeling better.
The Lil Bee
That sounds awful! And I'm reading this while drinking orange juice. So right now I feel like I have mouth sores. Maybe it's just sympathy pain. Poor Troy:(
Teresa @ good-grace
Awww… I hope the little guy starts feeling better. Poor baby.
Bj in Dallas
one time a friend of mine totally moved out of his girlfriends house and took all the furniture because it was his, and in the middle of the empty living room on the floor, he left a post it note that said BYE.
maybe he knows your ex
Cathy Tibbles
The poor thing! My girls (2 of them) had it, but not that bad! Is he uncomfortable?
that post it note gets marks for originality.
Cathy