Since Tuesday night I have been dealing with this awful cold or virus with Caleb. He had a high fever, was not himself at all, just laying around and hasn't eaten barely since Tuesday. I took him to the Dr on Wednesday. Strep? No. The Dr concluded that it was a virus, but you could tell he was worried too, since Caleb was so not himself. I thought it might be the stomach bug, since he threw up after any dose of Tylenol or Motrin, but I am pretty sure he just has a really good gag reflex.
Oh did I mention that Bart is gone until late tonight? Yeah, good times. Meghan also got a fever on Wednesday but she is a champion medicine taker, and it doesn't seem to be hitting her as hard. Which I am very thankful for.
I have not gotten any sleep at all over the past 2 days. Caleb has been up, switching to my bed, then back to his bed, he's hot and then he's cold. I called the Dr. on call for Wednesday night because he had a fever of 104.2 , um aren't you supposed to go the ER if you have a fever above 103? The Dr. on call was my least fav, and he was actually really not sympathetic or nice. Caleb's regular Dr. had called earlier to check on him, which I was surprised but I think he was worried like me. Thurday morning the Dr's office called to check on him again. For some odd reason the nurse thought that I took him to the ER? I said no I didn't. Odd.
So that has been the rest of my week. Good times all around! Now I will probably get it. All I can say is Bart owes me.