Nia and the Box of Medicine

Favorite song: Three Kobolds in a Trenchcoat

 Our dear Nia now has a small box filled with medications she is to take every day, and every day. The most recent saga began 4-6 weeks ago, when she got what we suppose was strep. The strep gave her a cough, which sounded absolutely terrifying.

N: It WAS terrifying!

The doc gave her some antibiotics, some steroids, and a new friend. Georgina is her medical assistant turtle. Put the medicine in the turtle, and the turtle helps her breathe. It takes maybe half an hour to very slowly breathe in all the medicine. Nia likes her friend, the turtle.

N: I wanted to dress her up in doll clothes, but Mom said no. It would be a bad idea because it would clog her pores, or something like that.

J: It shouldn't cover the filter anyway.

N: Yes, but "clog her pores" sounds funnier.

She was getting better during the week, just like she should. We were hopeful that all would soon be well. 

One week later on Saturday evening, she started to cough. She kept on coughing. She couldn't stop coughing. Anything we did to help her, seemed to make it worse. She tried one of the breathing medicines, and that seemed to make it worse. So we called the missionaries to help me give her a priesthood blessing. She had been coughing for 45 minutes by that point. The blessing told her that she would be able to breathe and commanded her lungs to open. Within moments, the cough had stopped and she was breathing easily and normally. She continued to improve over the course of the week.

One week later was General Conference. Saturday during the evening session, she started to cough. 

N: That was the one where I choked on the cookie! Of all the dumb ways to die, choking on a cookie is not how I want to go, just saying.

She kept on coughing and everything we tried seemed to only make it worse. I gave her another blessing, but this one told her the doctors would know what to do. Unfortunately, the only doctors available in the later evening on a Saturday, are in the ER. So Nia got her very first trip to the emergency room!

They got her settled in the bed and confirmed that she WAS getting enough oxygen, which was our primary concern. They gave her some medicine for anxiety and had her breathe some lovely mist using a plastic mask.

N: It was really hard to read my book. Really hard. Try reading a book when you've got something in front of your face! And reading through the mist was not the easiest either.

Nia talked to her grandmother on the phone, which always helps her feel loved and calm. They took x-rays, did all the lovely tests, and decided that the breath medicine had worked well enough. She could go home again. Here's some more breath medicine and two new steroids to enjoy. She seemed to get better.

N: And then the Fire Nation attacked!

She's running out of her steroids again, and felt her throat tightening and the cough starting to get just a little bit worse, in preparation for another wonderful Saturday evening surprise in two days. So Mommy took Nia to the doctor and got something that ISN'T a steroid. Several somethings, in fact. Nia organized them all prettily in a little box.

She's working on a Little Mermaid parody, centered around the idea that if you want steroids, she's got twenty!