The day started out with a fever of....well, I've taken Nathan's temperature so many times today, I can't even remember what it was. It was high enough to keep him home and let my boss & team know that I'd be taking care of him at home while working. Which means inconsistent availability.
Nathan's fever floated between low hundreds to...107.3 - now let me just say something before I go any further. I already know - and have been told - that Nathan wouldn't have been conscious if his fever were that high. I'm just saying THAT is what I saw - twice - on our Temporal Scanner Thermometer.
We rushed to Urgent Care. Twenty minutes later, Nathan's temperature registered 103.something. At which time I am 'informed' that Nathan's temperature could NOT have been 107. Well, that's what I saw - just saying.
In addition to Nathan's high temperature, the Dr. felt Nathan was dangerously dehydrated. Since Nathan wasn't drinking fluids, an IV would have to be administered. How do you explain dehydration to a 2yr old? How do you explain the necessity of a needle staying stuck in your arm to a 2 yr old? Nathan sobbed and wept for almost 2 hours straight, while that IV was in his arm. Interestingly though, his temperature dropped just minutes after his IV was inserted.
Much later, when the IV was finally removed. The world was a better place again.
Nathan sat in my lap for a little while and just 'recovered', then he eventually made it over to dada's lap and played a little.
His little eyes were so swollen from crying for so long though that his little face was puffy all over.
But if Nathan can smile at the end of the day, then I certainly can to. But this day DOES go on the Top Ten Least Favorite Days list!