Poor mini#1. STILL has this virus. This morning he couldn't even get out of bed when he sadly called for me at 6:45 a.m. When we checked his temperature it was 104.3! I was so scared. He said his arms and legs hurt. I nervously called the after hours nurse, but was assured it was because of the fever and not from some contracted disease I was creating in my mind. For an hour I sat on his bed, prayed, cried, and even climbed under his covers and waited for the Motrin to start its magic. Finally, an hour later, like the nurse had predicted, the fever was down to 101. It's been up hill since then. He's eaten and he's taken a long nap. After his nap I read to him and there's been no more fever. This is one NASTY virus. Leave my child alone already! It's scaring me a lot!
Well I hope everyone enjoyed this beautiful Spring day. I hate that we've been hidden inside all day while it was sunny and warm. At least I had a chance to read multiple catalogs and magazines. Just couldn't get to that ironing...maybe tonight.
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