Well, this virus has really knocked us off our feet. Your prayers worked on Monday, because Tuesday Bradley woke up warm 100.5, but not blazing hot. It was an improvement!
Tuesday afternoon he almost felt cool again to me. He started laughing and playing on the floor with Ellie. Man it was so great to hear his little giggles.
Wednesday he woke up warm again, but he seemed better. He said he was feeling better. I talked to the doctor and he wanted me to get him outside, off the couch, into the sunshine. Get him hungry so he would actually eat. Not just 1/2 of an eggo waffle. We went for a trip to the park, where Ellie walked around picking up mulch and just happy as a clam. I think she was in shock to see sunlight and something other than the living room carpet. Bradley spent the entire trip sitting on the park bench sipping on water. After 30 minutes he told me that he wasn’t feeling well. We got home and I prepped lunch. After a while I checked on him on the couch and bam…the thermometer read 102.5.
mama lost her marbles. I didn’t say anything in front of Bradley, but to see him laying there again, on fire, I was just beside myself. A few frantic calls to the hubby and the doctor and I felt better, but how could this be happening again, I thought we were getting better? So frustrating. The doctor still seems encouraged that his temp was lower yesterday, and just thinks that this can happen with these nasty viruses. The poor boy crawled right into bed and slept for almost three hours. We are ordered to continue with dosing the medicine and to try again tomorrow to get him up and moving. He is just plain feeble and weak from so many days of fever and laying around.
Tomorrow is a new day. I am praying for a time when I finally don’t have to force Tylenol and ibuprofen down him. I am just praying to get out of the house, have a play date, go to dinner, pretty much anything outside!
I did set up the baby pool for Ellie the other day on the deck. She was in heaven…
Of course Bradley wanted to join her on the deck to test out the baby pool.
Just another day in paradise.
Oh how much you love your children. I would take this away from him in a second if I could. I can’t believe how hard his little body is fighting to get better. It is painful to see your children so ill.
my mantra, tomorrow he WILL get better. xo, Clare