Paul's got a fever - fever! Fever in the morning, fever when I hold him tight. Fever! kiss his keppie - fever all through the night. . .
Yup - hours after finishing a course of amoxicillin, Paul develops a 102.9 temp again. Since Shawn is on travel, I had to schlep Paul into work with me for a few hours while I got some details taken care of for my coworkers. Despite his expression, he enjoyed the half bagel and a cheese stick he ate as I made phone calls and filed.
Back to the pediatrician tonight!
2 comments:
Feel better, pookie!
Oh, poor baby, and poor parents. Hope he's better soon. In the meantime, you have a nice toasty place to warm your cold hands.
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