When I picked Luke up from daycare yesterday, they told me he'd just started running a 100 degree fever, his first fever. I took him home, fed him, gave him some Tylenol and a bath and put him to bed about 8 p.m. Three hours later, he woke up wimpering and when I pulled him out of bed, he was burning up! Took his temp -- 103.5! Good grief! When did that happen?! I woke up Adam, and we tried to give him some more Tylenol which immediately caused him to throw up. This sent me into a freak-out mode.
I really thought that I was calm and collected in tense situations. But, I guess when it involves my kid, not so much. I'm going to have to work on that. The second he threw up, I was telling Adam that we needed to go to the ER. I'd already changed clothes and was ready to head out the door. Oh -- the voice of reason. He talked me out of it. But, for the rest of the night, Luke and I slept in about 45-minute increments in the guest room. We were both pretty exhausted today.
I took him to the doctor this afternoon, and it turns out he has an earache. Who knew? We're armed with antibiotics, so we should be on the mend.
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