Coughing. And coughing. And coughing. And coughing. And then? More coughing. Constant coughing since Friday.
I took her to the doctor today and wasted my money on an office visit to confirm what Dr. Google and I had already diagnosed: allergies. We went to Sav On and walked out with Rx generic nasal spray $55, generic Claritin $12 and cough drops $3. Plus sour gummie vitamins, $9, because, yum.
I also asked the doctor to write a note saying Carlie does not have TB or whooping cough. The doctor partially complied and wrote a note saying Carlie has allergies and is not contagious. Because tomorrow? Carlie is GOING TO SCHOOL. I repeat. GOING TO SCHOOL.
And here's the part where I show off my really stellar parenting skills. I just asked Tim to go downstairs and close Carlie's door. Because the sound of the coughing is ON MY NERVES and making me MENTAL. Like, does she really still need to be coughing, at 9:45 p.m.? Have we not had enough? Is this a passive aggressive ploy on her part because I refused her request of mashed potatoes and gravy (and nothing else) for dinner? I think she's using her cough as a weapon against me. And it's working. I surrender. Just PLEASE STOP COUGHING.