(no subject)
Saw the respirologist today. It especially sucked because Gavin woke up with a Siriuz Fever - I'd scheduled the appointment so it would occur while he was in school and I wouldn't have to bring him, but he was too sick to go to school. He was also too sick to walk, so I had to put Gavin in the stroller and sling Connor. Twenty-minute walk there (some of which is uphill), then the visit, then necessary grocery-shopping, then twenty-minute walk back home (again, some of which is uphill). It was MADE OF SUCK.
Anyway: asthma confirmed. He wants me to take inhaled corticosteroids twice a day for the next three months and come back for a follow-up assessment, as well as:
1) get rid of the pets (yeah, that's not happening)
2) get rid of my beloved goosedown comforter (I weep, but goodbye, dear comforter, goodbye)
3) get allergen-preventing pillow covers (I think Zeller's has those but that's a serious trek on the public transit with both kids, ugh)
4) reduce dust in the house as much as possible.
ARGH.
Anyway: asthma confirmed. He wants me to take inhaled corticosteroids twice a day for the next three months and come back for a follow-up assessment, as well as:
1) get rid of the pets (yeah, that's not happening)
2) get rid of my beloved goosedown comforter (I weep, but goodbye, dear comforter, goodbye)
3) get allergen-preventing pillow covers (I think Zeller's has those but that's a serious trek on the public transit with both kids, ugh)
4) reduce dust in the house as much as possible.
ARGH.