The trip went well until the drive home. About ½ an hour into it, Mercer fell asleep, but then started coughing – like his croup cough. It kept getting worse & eventually woke him up. I pulled over (a little frantic, of course) and stopped at the first place I saw – a hotel. There was a woman outside landscaping. She went inside to ask the hotel if I could come in. A woman from the hotel came out, saw Mercer, heard him coughing, and said she’d have to go inside and call her manager. What?! I waited for a minute or two, then decided to program in Police Station on my GPS. They would help! There was one a couple of miles from where I was, so I went… but they were closed. Seriously!? Open M-F. Must’ve been more administrative than safety at that one. I programmed in the next Police Station and it was a bit farther away. A friend called and told me to go to a pharmacy – like a CVS. As I was talking to her, I passed one. They helped out. Yay. Great suggestion! I plugged in Mercer’s nebulizer (thankfully I packed it on the trip) and gave him a breathing treatment. The pharmacist was great / came to talk to Mercer / gave me a tip or two. I was SO RELIEVED!
I stopped in Greenville to visit my friend (who had called) and as we were packing up, Mercer let out another croup cough. He was also kind of crabby the rest of the way home – crying. I bribed him for awhile with some Happy Baby puffs (I didn’t feel as guilty about feeding him junk food b/c these are made with Kale, Spinach, and Collard Greens – no doubt!) but I think he was “done” and just wanted to be home.
He was so excited to see Todd when we rolled in Sunday night. I was too!
We had a good week - walked up to the farmer's market over the weekend and bought some tomato plants for our garden, a basil plant, and a squash plant. We've never done squash - so we'll see how that goes. Another new thing for us this year: lettuce. We planted lettuce sprouts a month or more ago. And, we've recently been harvesting them / having some great salads! It will be fun when little guy is old enough to help get things from the garden and eat what he picks. Maybe by the time the tomatoes are ready later this summer?



