When N's temperature hovered around 103 for the majority of the night, I knew a trip to the doctor was inevitable. When he woke up this morning with a super-low fever, I almost didn't call to schedule an appointment.
Then he got up to pee and promptly threw up, so I went ahead and made the call. I think that hospitals and doctor's offices have some sort of fever barrier. You can be running a crazy fever (or even just a small one) in the comfort of your own home, but as soon as you cross the threshold of a healthcare related business, the fever barrier goes up and your temp is always normal.
Also, I'll go ahead and go on record about how much I despise the thermometer wand that slides over your forehead. I'm a "thermometer under the tongue" kind of gal, myself. Call me old-fashioned...I'll proudly own it! Anyway, his temperature was normal even though his head felt hot...like 100.9 hot when I took his temperature orally after we got home. He tested negative for the flu, so that's awesome, but not so awesome? Just a virus that has to run its course. He'll be out until Wednesday at the earliest since he's been running a fever for the majority of the day.
Tylenol and Advil combat it just fine, but it always comes back, so I'm attempting to let him sweat it out and move on with our lives. I can tell he's starting to feel a little better; his sense of humor is slightly more funny, although he still doesn't make sense half the time.
I emailed teachers about assignments, and they have yet to get back to me, but I figure it would help to know what we're getting into, what with the 6 weeks ending on Friday.
Oh, and during the weighing/measuring portion of our morning, I text my Seester gleefully because he's her height...and he weighs 120. Which makes him a man-child.
My grocery bill is going to be through the roof. Oh, wait. It already is...
Aubs
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