Tomorrow Kaycie will be 15 months old. Normally we would celebrate with something fun like lunch with daddy at Cane's. But not this month.
Yesterday's doc appointment revealed what I had feared. RSV. Kaycie is under quarrentine for at least a week.
We got permission to go ahead with our trip over the river and through the woods this weekend, provided she stays out of public, nobody there is sick ‚ and we keep her away from my Grandma, who is considered elderly. I figure at least it will be a different set of walls and people in the middle of our confinement.
The good thing is, today you wouldn't know she was sick until she actually coughed. She hasn't missed a beat. Chasing the pup around the house. Dancing. Helping with laundry. But when she does cough... I just want curl up in a ball. She sounds terrible.
I really hate that we are going to miss at least one if not two weeks of music class. Last week she really started enjoying the class as a social time and not just fun with mama. I hope we don't have to start over.