Ethan’s school nurse called last week to let me know that he had been in to see her when he started coughing in PE and kept coughing after. He loves our school nurse and has often had very engaging conversations about health topics with her in the past.
So, when he arrived, he told her–in between coughs–that he thought he was getting “Lord-of-a-Cairus!”
Knowing Ethan, and intuitively the kind of woman who is good with kids, she probably replied, “Really, why do you think so?”
He shared that he was coughing a lot and his voice was scratchy. I’m quite certain that without missing a beat, she told him that it very well could be Laryngitis, so he should probably drink extra water and take it easy. After a couple of cups of water and a hug, she sent him on his way. I appreciated her call later in the afternoon to update me about the situation.
Lord-of-a-Cairus=Laryngitis. Only a wonderfully intuitive school nurse who loves kids would’ve known that!
Since then, Ethan’s Lord-of-a-Cairus has turned into a full-fledged cold with a runny nose and icky cough. Poor guy.