Sick weekend

Mar 11, 2017 16:18

Thursday, when it was time to get dressed, ARR crawled back into bed and begged to go back to sleep. I checked my calendar and gave him an extra half hour of sleep. Then I woke him up and we set off for school. We made it halfway there, and he hadn't spoken a word. No begging for stories, no declaring which Rescue Bot we had to be. I stopped, frantically mentally running through my calendar for the day. "Are you ok, sweetie?" "...no." Close eyes. Crap. "Do you want to go back home?" Hope shone in a little face. "Yes."

So I worked from home, where he proved that I had made the right decision by being completely nondisruptive. No begging for me to play with him. Just curled up on the couch with his tablet. The fever that hadn't been evident when we left came raging in. The sniffles and coughing, too.

In a feat of incredible luck, his school has off Friday and Monday for teacher development. So Chuckro had already taken vacation time. Which is good, because ARR continues to have a mild fever and I've joined him. So much sleep for everyone. We're cancelling social plans left and right. Fortunately, again, he already has a doctor appointment for Monday.

It's just a cold, nothing to worry about. And it's the best possible timing, with the lack of school and a relatively easy weekend with plans that could be cancelled without too much loss. But man, ain't nobody happy today.
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