@ Home = SICK

The daycare called me at work at 9:30AM to tell me that Baker was not feeling well. She picked him up from a very short nap after I dropped him off this morning to feed him and Karla said he was just boiling hot. She took his temp and he was running a 101.4 fever. That meant I had to go pick up the sweet, sick boy. I left work and headed over to get him. It is SO hard not having any support system here. Gordie, being owned by the government, doesn't have much of a flex schedule to just leave when Baker is sick so that responsibility falls in my lap. But I am the mama so of course I want to be with my sick little one. I have been able to work a little bit from home; however, I need my accesses set up so that I can fully function at home just like I was at work. I am working on that as we speak with our IT guy.

Baker was still running a fever when we got home of 100.8. It had dropped down which is a good thing. I gave him some Tylenol and put him in the bathtub. I could tell the water felt good to him as his face showed a "sigh of relief" but then he cranked up the crying and screaming once I took him out. He's still eating but taking an extremely long time to eat his bottle. I would too if I couldn't breath! He has another dr. appt today at 350PM so we can try to see what they think it is. He obviously can't go back to daycare until he is better and not running a fever. I have to call and let them know what they say so they can know if they will expect him in the coming days. The poor little guy looks at me with this face of "aren't you going to help me?" He won't stop sneezing, coughing, & wheezing. I'm hoping we get something taken care of this afternoon besides just let it run its course. We all slept a total of probably 2 hours last night collectively as we were up every other hour trying to soothe him. He just didn't want to be in the horizontal position. I even used the wedge to help prop his body upright a little so the drainage could flow down and not congest him more. But it didn't seem to work too well as he just screamed bloody murder all night long. I was so tired not to mention had a terrible headache as I was recovering from a migraine so it was the last thing I needed to be up all night but it just broke my heart listening to him cough so bad and almost sound like he was choking because he was just in such bad shape. I'll let you know what the Dr. says as 3:50PM can't seem to come fast enough.