Top 3 things I’ve learned a lot over the last few days:
1. My instincts are spot on. Monday I remember saying offhandedly, “Owen feels a little warm.” At the time I wrote it off as teething and didn’t bother taking his temp, but still… I planted the seed. Tuesday morning before I took him to daycare I said to myself, “He STILL feels a little warm. I should check him before we leave.” I did, but unfortunately my temperature-taking skills were not as good as my intuition. When the thermometer said 98.6, I believed it and took him to daycare. Luckily their temperature-taking skills were a bit better and confirmed the slightly elevated temp, which prompted me to call the doctor.
2. One man’s 101 is another man’s 105. The numbers alone don’t mean a whole lot. Sure, hearing that Owen had a temp of 105 certainly made my heart beat a bit faster, but looking into his eyes is a better indicator of how sick he is. I remember the controversy that ensued after this post where I said that I didn’t rush to take Owen to the doctor at the first sign of a fever. Do you know why? Numbers aren’t everything. Which brings me to #3…
3. I have a kid who gets a lot of fevers. Someone once commented on this blog (I think on the post I mentioned above) and said something like, “Kids don’t just GET fevers for no reason.” I’m sure there’s a reason for the fever, but I have to disagree with that person. Owen seems to run a temp when he’s teething, slightly sick, really sick, thinking about getting sick, getting over being sick, and sometimes in between just for the heck of it. It’s the way his body manifests the germ-fighting it is doing. And between daycare, Music Together class, playing on playgrounds, sharing toys with the dog and having little buddies, his body is doing a lot of germ-fighting. Maybe some kids don’t just GET fevers, but mine does. And it’s ok. He’s ok. And every time he gets one I’m learning more and more about the ins and outs of what he looks like when he’s sorta sick, sick, and really sick, and it doesn’t always correlate with his temp.
So I’m still waiting to see what happens with this current illness. The temp spiked again yesterday afternoon, back up to 104, and we spent the afternoon chillin’ on the couch together and playing in a tepid bath while I encouraged him to drink water so he didn’t get dehydrated. I’ll admit, it got a little bit scary as his eyelids were drooping and he seemed like all he wanted to do was lay in my arms. He slept all night, though, for the first time in a few nights, and this morning he was down to 99. I thought we were in the clear, but then went back up to 102 this morning. Now he seems to be steady at 101 and he’s playing happily. I’ve been on the phone with the doctor’s office about a million times debating if we need to be seen again today, but we’ve decided to wait it out and we have an appointment scheduled for tomorrow afternoon to do some more tests if the fever persists.
You, wise moms of the internet, gave me some great things to Google yesterday! So far I’m thinking it sounds like roseola, and I’m anxiously awaiting the rash that should come within 24 hours of the fever breaking. That would be awesome, in fact, because then I would know exactly what it was and know that there’s nothing I need to be doing do to treat it. Another theory is a UTI, though that is highly unlikely for a circumcised boy of his age. If the fever persists tomorrow we’ll investigate that further. And the most likely but perhaps most frustrating cause of all of this drama is a passing virus that should leave on its own by tomorrow. Only time will tell!
The good part about all of this is that I have gotten some mayjuh cuddle time with my little dude. I’m sorry he’s been feeling so crappy, but he’s pretty much spent 3 days in my arms and I would be lying if I said I didn’t get a little bit of enjoyment out of it. I adore the little cutie pie. The bad part is, of course, that he’s been sick and that I have a TON of work to get done during naps and after bedtimes to make up for not being at work this week.