It’s that time of year again -- time to head out in the old front-wheel-drive sleigh to find the perfect Christmas tree. Where is Chevy Chase when you need him? On second thought, maybe we are better off on our own – my husband remembered the saw. The forecast is calling for cold, wind, rain and sleet -- in other words, the perfect day. After bundling everyone up in our warmest winter gear, two last-minute sprints back inside for forgotten items, we were off ……well, off and around the block at least.
“Mom, my breathing feels funny,” William said from the backseat. The third thing I was supposed to run back inside for, but forgot: the red medicine bag. We turned around and headed for home. One minute later I was sprinting up the driveway for the third time. I grabbed the bag and a cup of water and we were good to go. William had his two doses done and rinsed his mouth before we were out of the neighborhood and his breathing felt normal again. Bullet dodged.
With countless road trips under our belts, we have become pros at doing the inhaler on the go. The little red medicine bag was quite possibly one of my best, if not simplest, purchase. It is just a small, red, zippered pouch just large enough to easily fit his two inhalers, holding chamber, peak flow meter and pharmacy drug information and prescriptions for refills. The red lets the whole family know this is a medicine bag. William recognizes it instantly as his asthma bag and it travels easily everywhere we go. There is even a handy handle on one end to make grabbing it a cinch as we run out the door.
In a rather chaotic household, this is the one thing that is always in its place right there in the spice cabinet. Easy to access for morning meds at breakfast and any other time they may be needed.
Back at the Christmas tree farm, we were successful in our search and successful in keeping William healthy for the rest of day so we could all enjoy one of our family’s favorite traditions.