poor Mags
Yesterday around lunchtime Maggie started getting really cranky. She looked a bit flushed, so I took her temperature--it was a bit over 100. (At this point, I started to berate myself for brushing off her request for a throat drop the night before as malingering-in-order-to-get-"candy".)
I immediately called rainfletcher because--since nothing is ever simple--we have plans to go to Disneyland tomorrow with my mother-in-law and Tom. Obviously, we'll cancel if she's feverish, but the hotel is already booked, tickets already bought, and all parties have already been granted the time off. Luckily we hadn't told Maggie yet that we're going there, so she won't be as disappointed if we have to call it off.
I also phoned barryfreed to warn him that we'd probably have to cancel today's trip to watch him leap from a plane. I'd been looking forward to that, but Maggie's health comes first.
The afternoon featured fits on such topics as "my pants aren't pulled up far enough" and "Mommy won't open the new package of swim diapers so I can unload them all."
By bedtime her temp was 102. We gave her Tylenol and encouraged her to drink lots of water.
This morning, she's much more cheerful. Temp back down to 100. We're going to take it easy today and hopefully she'll be fine tomorrow. And hopefully no one else catches it.
I immediately called rainfletcher because--since nothing is ever simple--we have plans to go to Disneyland tomorrow with my mother-in-law and Tom. Obviously, we'll cancel if she's feverish, but the hotel is already booked, tickets already bought, and all parties have already been granted the time off. Luckily we hadn't told Maggie yet that we're going there, so she won't be as disappointed if we have to call it off.
I also phoned barryfreed to warn him that we'd probably have to cancel today's trip to watch him leap from a plane. I'd been looking forward to that, but Maggie's health comes first.
The afternoon featured fits on such topics as "my pants aren't pulled up far enough" and "Mommy won't open the new package of swim diapers so I can unload them all."
By bedtime her temp was 102. We gave her Tylenol and encouraged her to drink lots of water.
This morning, she's much more cheerful. Temp back down to 100. We're going to take it easy today and hopefully she'll be fine tomorrow. And hopefully no one else catches it.