doctors!

[marholen]

Here we go, off to the doctors. Just when I thought Christian was getting better, I quickly find out I'm wrong. He kept down his chicken broth and jello last night, so I was hopeful. This morning, he was peppy and looked pretty good, though a little pale, and asked for some Cheerios for breakfast. I figured its a nice bland cereal so sure. He did fine, held it down. He's been complaining of a sore throat all night and today still, so I kept him home from school. I have to work tonight, so I tucked him in on the couch with some cartoons and I went to lay down. Truely didn't plan on sleeping, just sort of resting. Figure I can hopefully get an hour of sleep when my Mom gets home from work. While resting, Christian brought in a snack bag of Ritz crackers, which I figure are pretty bland also, so I opened them for him. Well, I have a lot on my mind right now, so I was resting and thinking. My Mom called to see how he's doing at some point, not sure exactly what time. Christian came in shortly after that to tell me his stomach really hurt so out of bed I leapt. On my Mom's earlier suggestion (which I filed away in my sleepy thoughts at that point) I got the flashlight and looked at his throat. Yep, huge tonsils and lots of white patchy spots. Immediately call the doctor to get him in, call work to see if I can be cancelled (since I'm OT this week), and jump in the shower. Won't find out if I can be cancelled until after 4pm because it depends on call-ins. I'm just starting to get dressed and Christian comes in to use the potty. I grab all my stuff, walk into my room, and run back to the bathroom to the sounds of him being sick again. Now its an every 10 - 15mins, we run into the bathroom. Poor little guy. He keeps telling me he doesn't feel good, he's scared, and he doesn't want to be sick anymore.

*sigh* I just wish I could make him feel better.