sick kids again

Teoman and Tomris come up with some of the best one-liners - like toddlers do.  I'm going to be more purposeful to write them down because out of context they are even more unbelievable and sweet.  

Tomris said - "Wait a minute!" She was busy with taking the Paw Patrol
characters up the elevator and down the slide.

Like today, Teoman couldn't nap - so we sat in the living room with our guitars for a jam session.  I suggested "Twinkle Twinkle" or "Leaving and a Jet Plane" (or as Tomris says: "Leaving on a Jet Plane Don't Know When I'll Be Back Again" song).  

"No, I want to sing my song."

"The Batman Song."

"I don' t know that song, how does it go?"

"Batman (strum strum) is a hero (strum strum)"  We played this song for a while.  Teoman gets a far off look in his eyes and sings sometimes words, sometimes just notes, most of the time it's not connected - but he is strums on.  

Both kids are sick with snotty noses, and Teoman's had a dry incessant cough.  This evening, he fell asleep early, but continued to cough in his sleep - eventually vomiting his dinner and medicines he had taken on the bed.  I took him to our overstuffed armchair in his room to hold him upright to help with the coughing and be near the humidifier.  He continued coughing and gagging.  I put him in his bed, went and got some vapor rub to spread on his back and chest - he coughed and threw up on his pillow and went back to sleep.  I cleaned his pillow, and came back and he was coughing and sitting up, gagging and tears in his eyes,

"Mommy!" was all he could say.  His nose was stuffy, he couldn't sleep, and he couldn't stop coughing.  Tolga was in the other room with our over-energetic 2 1/2 year old but came in asking if we should take him to the hospital.  I'm quicker to agree these days because it's not as dramatic as it sounds and why hold out?  So Tolga changed and Gokhan went with to sit in the back with Teoman.  I stayed with Tomris (who was crying, "I'm sick too! (cough cough)  I have to go to the hospital!") and Tuana (who has been going down for the night at 8pm each incredible night).  

They called us from the hospital a bit later.  Tomris wanted to talk to him.  She spoke to him in Turkish and asked,

"Are you at the hospital?  Did you cry?"

They were giving Teoman more antihistamine, an anti-inflammatory, and a nebulizer treatment - a hose blowing steam to help open his lungs up, and then a second treatment where they probably gave him a steroid in the nebulizer.  He has laryngitis - which I thought was reserved just for people who lose their voice, and edema - which is swelling but I thought that goes without saying once diagnosing laryngitis - but I don't know.  The doctor said we didn't need to give him the ibuprofen (as I did) , and that we should keep him from  the changing temperatures, keep him out of the cold especially.  

I feel quite prejudice with doctors and treatments here.  I was annoyed she disagreed with my giving ibuprofen and then gave an anti-inflammatory herself.  I was annoyed at the prevalent cold fear that was even a part of now medical advice.  What is this laryngitis and edema anyhow?  Don't we just call it a cough in America?

But, I don't mind their treatments - maybe it was more aggressive than what they'd do in America (which would probably be nothing), but Teoman came back happy and fell right asleep.