It seems as if for the past 2-3 weeks someone in this house has been sick.
Mike had a problem with Vertigo the weekend mom fell and hit her head. Then his sinuses decided to play the Samba. Then his back went on strike. Then his ankle was bothering him.
Okay, maybe it was mostly Mike. He is getting up there in years you know.
Sam was the next victim. His nose was like a faucet. He laid on me and whined all day long. Then last Wednesday, he threw up in his bed. His temperature went up to about 101 and stayed there for four days. On Saturday we went to urgent care because I was too bad a mother to take him to his own doctor during the week. We left with an antibiotic and high hopes. He's thrown up twice more. But, his fever is staying down. Too bad about his nose, though. I'm not sure we have enough tissues to survive this.
Then last there was Grace.
While checking Sam's temp yesterday, Grace wanted me to check hers also. It was a little over one hundred. When she woke from her nap, she felt like a blast furnace. It was over 102, and she said her throat hurt. I called Mike to find out where he was on his journey home and to inform him of our impending trip to urgent care (by this time the doctor's office was closed, of course). We finally got going, with her blankie and bunny in tow. Things were okay until she started acting squirrely in the waiting room. It was beyond her usual doctor's office nervousness. Thankfully, she was sitting on her dad because she threw up. (That's a good way to speed up your wait time, FYI). We got her cleaned up and checked out, and we left with a school excuse for the rest of the week (oh, the irony). The rapid Strep test was negative, but they were going to send it out to the lab for further testing. So if they don't call by Sunday, it's just a nasty bug.
On the way home it hit me. That was the first time Grace had ever thrown up. No wonder she was so freaked out! But, how weird is that, that someone is five the first time they throw up? I guess her healthiness makes up for Sam's constant illness.
Thursday, September 03, 2009
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2 comments:
wow. You all need to fumegate the house or something. :-) Poor little thing. What a shocking experience for a 5 yr old.
OK, so I misspelled fumigate. Life will go on.
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