Fevers, vague complaints of tummy pain, "neck" pain, and headaches, led me to take Hambone to the doctor today.
Lethargic and radiating heat (with fevers up over 104) we left with a diagnosis of strep throat and a strong recommendation to push fluids but not worry about food! (That much, I already knew!)
Home we went, only to get a fever spike of 105.4, which was enough to make me lose any and all nursing knowledge I had.
That's what happens to me when my kids are hurt or sick. It's as if I never spent four years of my life wearing sweatpants and ponytails and memorizing acronyms like ABG and VSD and learning needless details like what all the teeny tiny bones in your foot are named.
I'm cool as a cucumber with other people's kids...but when it's my own? Freakazoid, paranoid, spazoid.
I saw those four nasty numbers on the thermometer and I called the nurse line, only to get the calm reassurance that is exactly what I would've told a patient (how easily I forget these things). His temp gradually came down, he woke from his near comatose state (okay, perhaps a slight exaggeration...slight) and asked for "ramen noodles and pears".
Ooookkkkaaaaayyyy then. Whatever you want, baby. (Gah! Just look at those sick eyes! He could've asked me to stand on my head and recite the Gettysburg address backward, and I would've!)
So, ramen noodles and pears it was!
All three bites of it.
My normally scrawny kid looks emaciated to me! When you're 40 pounds of nothin', a few days of high fevers and little caloric intake does NOT do a body good! Look at those ribs!
Looks like I'll be cooking a whole lotta fattening, kid friendly meals in the next few days. (I see some food blogging in my future!)
Here's to hoping my baby boy is over the worst of this...that those nasty fevers don't come back and that he kicks this strep to the curb!
In the meantime...I'm all prepared with a pantry full of ramen noodles and pears.
Wanna come over for lunch?