Let's blame it on that. So as mentioned in an earlier post, Mac got a fever Saturday night at Austin's birthday party. Fevers have been VERY rare for him, so I wasn't exactly sure what to do. We gave him some Tylenol and hoped it was just a fluke. Here Auntie is holding him and he clearly isn't feeling 100%.
But we weren't so lucky. Over the next 24-36 hours, his fever kept spiking as high as 103.6, which is VERY high for my kids. In fact, I don't even remember any of them having one that high. And of course it was Sunday. We talked with the on-call nurse from our clinic and she asked several questions, but wasn't overly concerned with the fever as long as he was responding and doing well. He would have bouts where he seemed perfectly normal..for maybe half an hour and then he'd be sleepy, sleeping or very low energy. Jim also called the insurance nurse's line and she kind of said the same thing. One thought it was his ears and the other wasn't sure what it was!
We kept a watchful eye on him and Monday morning, I called the clinic right at 7am to get an appointment. We were able to get it right away that morning (I haven't mentioned lately how much I LOVE our clinic, so I just did!). I went over the symptoms with the doctor and he did an exam. While Mac had fluid in his right ear, neither were infected (thank God!!!!). After the exam, the Dr said Mac looked good overall and it sounded like a virus that is going around right now. You have 3-4 days of a high fever and then 2-3 days of a non-itchy, non-contagious rash.
Low and behold, the fever broke Tuesday and he developed the rash by the time he woke up this AM. I'm so glad he mentioned the rash otherwise I probably would have taken him in AGAIN! Kids.
Overall, Mac weathered the storm fairly well, all things considered. There is just nothing worse than a sick baby. I did appreciate all the extra snuggle and cuddle time, though. He still seems a bit under the weather, but far better than he was. So glad it wasn't anything "worse" than just the fever!
Nearly half a million babies (1 in 10) are born premature in the US each year which is higher than that of most other developed nations. This is the journeys of our first born son, Finnegan, who was born 14 weeks early and weighed only 1 pound 15 ounces at birth. Of our daugher, Korrigan, who was born a healthy 7 pounds, 7 ounces at 37 weeks. And of our second son, MacKeegan, who was also born at 37 weeks at a whopping 8 pounds, 13 ounces. Our continued adventures reminds us daily how good God is.