inadequate comforter
so, marshall's sick...again. it feels like he was sick only a few weeks ago and starting late last week he started feeling sick again. the first was a cold/allergies. he wasn't feeling that great the week following his trip from vegas. last thursday night he started to feel a little under-the-weather. he went to his triathlon club training friday morning and then went to work but only lasted a day. after that things went downhill fast. he started developing a fever and then woke up saturday morning with his tonsils all swollen. he could barely swallow or speak. he was feeling downright lousy. he missed my niece and nephew's birthday party, which sucked too. he kept to a regular regimen of a few advil every few hours, but that wasn't doing much, although it was helping a little. he finally called the doctor yesterday morning and got a phone consultation. they had him come in and in 30 minutes, he was seen and sent home with a prescription. they didn't even do a throat culture. they took one look at his tonsils and that was it. even though strep has been going around recently, i double it's strep; it's probably just a bad case of tonsillitis. after about a day on the antibiotics, he's doing much better. his fever broke late last night and today he's been more active than he has been in the last 3 days. he's still having a hard time talking a little and swallowing takes some effort, but he's definitely doing MUCH better.
last night, though, he wasn't feeling good at all. i was even a little frightened by how uncomfortable he truly was. he went to bed about an hour before me and usually he's asleep by the time i climb into bed. last night he wasn't and he kept tossing and turning. he was burning up, too. i felt helpless. i mean, i didn't want to wake him up, if he was in that stage where you're just about to fall asleep and if you wake up it'll take you forever to get back to sleep. i didn't want to ask him the stupid question "are you OK?", since i knew that he clearly wasn't OK. i just knew he was so uncomfortable and i wanted to help; i just didn't know what to do. i didn't want to be bossy either. i just honestly didn't know how to comfort him. i ended up just rubbing his back for a bit. not sure if it helped at all, but i didn't know what else to do. he could've used a cool compress, which would've been easy to provide, but i was unsure if he wanted it. i dunno; i just felt helpless. then my mind started running ahead of me: how am i going to be if my child is sick? am i going to know what to do to comfort him/her? it just made me feel incredibly inadequate. :(
last night, though, he wasn't feeling good at all. i was even a little frightened by how uncomfortable he truly was. he went to bed about an hour before me and usually he's asleep by the time i climb into bed. last night he wasn't and he kept tossing and turning. he was burning up, too. i felt helpless. i mean, i didn't want to wake him up, if he was in that stage where you're just about to fall asleep and if you wake up it'll take you forever to get back to sleep. i didn't want to ask him the stupid question "are you OK?", since i knew that he clearly wasn't OK. i just knew he was so uncomfortable and i wanted to help; i just didn't know what to do. i didn't want to be bossy either. i just honestly didn't know how to comfort him. i ended up just rubbing his back for a bit. not sure if it helped at all, but i didn't know what else to do. he could've used a cool compress, which would've been easy to provide, but i was unsure if he wanted it. i dunno; i just felt helpless. then my mind started running ahead of me: how am i going to be if my child is sick? am i going to know what to do to comfort him/her? it just made me feel incredibly inadequate. :(