Poor Colby!

Poor Colby is all I can say! He has allergies and asthma and has the worst luck with injuries!

Thursday, I took him back to the doctor for a cough that hasn't gone away. It developed right before school got out and it had gotten better. It then progressively started getting bad again, so I decided to go ahead and get him back into the doctor. Knowing what we really need was just a prescription for a new breathing machine. (Colby has environmental asthma and rarely has flare ups.) Our old breathing machine broke and we really haven't needed one in the past 18 months or so. So, after spending an hour and 1/2 at the doctors office, we leave with 2 inhalers and a steroid medicine. He felt fine all day Thursday, he just had a cough. Friday, he laid around all day b/c they were home by themselves and could not got outside to play. He looked like death warmed over when we got home on Friday, but he said he felt fine. Friday evening we head out to go to dinner w/Jason's family for Father's Day. Colby slept on the way there, slept while we were waiting to be seated and then laid his head on the table while we were waiting on our food. I know he didn't have much to eat on Friday (during the day) b/c I had to call to make sure he was eating. He said he ate, but I doubt it was very much. Well, he runs to the bathroom and pukes. I think it was probably more of dry heaving that puke, but regardless, the kid was sick. (Most likely, due to taking several medicines and not eating properly!) Jason left with Colby and Tristen and I stayed through dinner. At this point, we had decided Colby wasn't going to play in his baseball tournament on Saturday. Well, Saturday morning, Colby wakes up and says he is fine. He looks like a NEW kid. His cough his stuffiness in his nose has diminished. We allow him to go out there to play, but he has to take it easy. He did great and played like a champ. He even got hit in the head (helmet) while batting, which ultimately CRACKED his helmet!

Fast forward through spending 8 hours out at the baseball tournament. We are heading home from the tournament and Colby starts complaining about itching everywhere. I told him just to hang tight and he can shower when we get home. As he is showering, I went to check on him and the poor kid has a heat rash all around his waist, legs and underarms! The kid is in pain and has a very low tolerance for pain. I'm rubbing Cortaid on him as fast as I can, while I'm giving him a breathing treatment. Mind you, this is at 10:15pm and we have to get up at 5:30am to be at his game on Sunday at 7am! Finally, we get him situated in bed w/a cool rag around his waist to help alleviate some of the pain. Lights out! We are all finally in bed. I last looked at the clock at 11pm. 11:15 Colby is standing in our room saying he can't fall asleep. I got up gave him some benadryl and he was out, finally.

Sunday morning, 5:40am I get up, shower, and then go to wake Colby up. His rash is better, and he says he can play. I get the car and ice chest loaded up. (Jason has softball on Sunday mornings, so I was headed to Colby's game w/just Colby and me.) I check Colby's rash out and it seemed to pretty much had gone away. Colby heads out to the car and manages to smash his middle finger on his catching hand (he's our starting catcher) in the door coming out of the laundry room into the garage. He is bleeding, his fingernails is purple instantly! He is screaming in pain. By this time it is already 6:30am and we should've been leaving 15 minutes ago! We make the determination that there is NO WAY he can play. He can clinch his fists to even just go out there and bat. I make the dreadful call to the coach and tell him Colby won't be there. (I HATE making those phone calls!!!!!!!!!!!)

So....Colby sits on the couch with an ice pack on his hand, crying and crying and crying. He was crying b/c he REALLY wanted to play baseball today. Finally, I said STOP. He cried for probably a good 30 minutes. Colby is SOOOOOOOOO passionate about baseball and would play everyday if we let him, rather if we had the time to let him play everyday. I finally got him to chill out and talked him into going back to bed at about 7:45am. After he woke back up, his rash has taken over almost his whole stomach and all up his thighs. He spent the morning laying in a cool bath. I then spent the rest of the day lathering him w/calamine lotion and give him doses of benadryl. (Luckily, benadryl does not make him sleepy.)

Colby's painful weekend started with his asthma/allergies, got hit on the head while batting, got a heat rash, and now has a bummed finger. Poor, poor, kid!