I had to take Jack to see his pulmonary doctor today. After 4 days of calls from the school nurse I had to admit that Jack’s “cold” wasn’t getting any better. It was pretty asthmatic sounding with lots of wheezing.
The doctor said I had done the right combination of inhalers so at least we weren’t dealing with a critical situation like last time. Whew!
Jack: Do I have to go to sparring??
me: Yep.
Jack: But I couldn’t breathe!
me: You’re fine now. We will keep an eye on it ok?
Jack: What was he saying about the flu?
me: That you could get a flu shot to help avoid any more lung problems.
Jack: When, like when I’m 8?
me: No, like in the next week or so…
Jack: Whaaaaatt???!!! Nooooo!!!!
me: Calm down… It…
Jack: (cutting me off) And THAT is why I hate the holiday season!! It’s the season of shots!!!!
Sh*t My 18-Year-Old Says 