Muffin had a fever of 104.3. It started earlier yesterday with a fever hovering around 100. I only noticed because I hugged him and felt how hot he was. He was acting completely normal so I didn't worry too much about it. He always acts normal. It takes a lot to bring this kid down. He doesn't even complain when he has an ear infection.
By 10:00 pm the fever has reached 104.3 and I was pretty close to taking him to the ER. If the Motrin ddidn't bring the fever down a little bit, I would really have started to panic. The Motrin did it's thing bringing his hot little body back down to a comfortable 100.3. The on-call doctor put my mind at ease, at least for the time being. I let him sleep.
Sitting by his bed watching him shiver, trying to help bring the fever under control with cold cloths on his forehead I was counting my blessings at how healthy he really is. I can't even remember the last time he had a high fever, it's been years.
This is the worst part about being a mom...when your babies are sick.
The fever came back after 4 hours and I didn't have any tylenol to give him. I was so happy when 4:00 am finally arrived so I could give him another dose of Motrin.
This mornings thunder storm sent Puck into a panic so he ended up in my bed. I'm exhausted. Muffin came bouncing in at 7:30 am, fever free, acting as if nothing had happened. He's got 2 more hours before the Motrin wears off. We'll be seeing the Ped this afternoon.
I'm ready for a nap.