Unfortunately this is not a fun colorful, fuzzy bug that my little boy has picked up. It is a little coughing, snot producing, feverish kid of bug.
Last Wednesday Jack woke up with a fever of 101. Not too serious and easily controled with Tylenol or Motrin, but it lasted for 3 days. All he wanted to do all week was sit on my lap and watch Caillou over and over and over again. So painful for Mommy (watching Caillou, not the snuggling - that I enjoyed). By Saturday morning he finally broke his 3 day fast with a big waffle and a request to watch Mickey Mouse so I thought he had turned the corner and was on the mend, but come Sunday he stopped eating again and began coughing and requesting Caillou, so that's where we are again today. Throughout the week he's been drinking lots of milk and will eat some watermelon and occasionally a bite or two of food so he's not totally starving or dehydrated or I would have called the doctor, but he's definitely lost some junk in his trunk, poor kid. I'm dying to take him out swimming or to the park or something to get us out of the house to enjoy the summer and interact with people, but alas, here we sit - me, Jack, and dreadful Caillou.
I am grateful that he is doing fine though, especially considering how many of our heart buddies are in the hospital right now. (We're thinking about you McKay, Teagan G, and Mariska!) Hopefully just a few more days of rest and he'll be able to shake this darn bug.
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