Rough Week

Man, it has been another interesting week around here. Darcy was sick at the end of last week but by the time my parents came for a quick visit last Saturday everyone was in great shape. We had a wonderful visit with Grandma and Pa.

However, by Sunday evening, whatever had been bothering Darcy had clearly hit Wesley. He wasn't throwing up or anything but he had a high fever. When he woke up Monday morning he seemed better. Around supper time though it seemed to hit again. I checked his temperature and it was 103.7. I've never measured anything higher than 102 on either of our kids before. I was terrified. I was pretty sure it was the virus Darcy had but her temperature had never been anywhere near that high. Also, Wesley had just had surgery a few days before so we wondered if there was a connection between the fever and the surgery. Possibly an infection?

When we were having his surgery done the doctor had told us that if we had any problems after the surgery that we should call his office or go to the hospital. He was very clear that we weren't to go to a walk-in clinic. Well, his office was closed for the day and with a fever that high I didn't want to wait so it was off to the emergency room for me and Wesley. By the time we got there and got checked in it was 7:15. We were called in to see a doctor at 9:30 (I will not go into the horrors I saw as we waited) and then saw a doctor at 10:30. After all that, there was no connection to the surgery, his ears looked perfect, there was no site infection. That was a relief. Of course the doctor was still concerned about the extremely high temperature and gave me instructions of what to do to prevent him from having a fever-related seizure. Wonderful. We got home around 11:15.

The next day, Wesley was completely miserable all day. He still had a fever, although not as high. He screamed all day and seemed to be uncomfortable no matter what I did to help him. He barely napped. I was counting down the minutes for Nick's arrival home from work so he could give me a break from the 8 hours of constant screaming. At 4:30 the phone rang. Nick was involved in a situation at work and he couldn't leave until it was all taken care of. He had no idea how long that would be. He was supposed to be home at 6:00 (after leaving for work at 6:00 am). He got home at 12:50 the next morning. It was brutal.

Wesley's fever seemed to have subsided by Wednesday evening and sure enough he woke up Thursday morning at a healthy temperature but then he was covered in a rash. It's called roseola. It's pretty harmless and not contagious (Nick took him to a clinic again) but it looks so sad. It's just the virus working it's way out of the body.

We're hoping things are on the upswing now. Darcy has been healthy for a week and aside from the rash, Wesley seems to be mostly good too. Of course he has gotten used to being held all day long and it's going to take some work to break him of that habit again. Tonight is the first night of swimming lessons for both of them. Wesley is in a parent and baby class and Darcy's level meets at the same time. I haven't been able to sign Wesley up for his class because I never knew what to do with Darcy on the weeks Nick was working. Having both classes at the same time is perfect so hopefully we'll have fun. I could use it!