My oldest baby, Monkey, is sick today, poor kid. He got up at 6 o’clock this morning, which is very odd for him. But even stranger is the fact that I got up 5:30. I try to eke in as much sleep possible because every day at least one of the critters decides to be an early bird. Not today, for some reason I decided to stay awake. I read the funny papers online, checked in on some homework I turned in Friday, and checked my e-mail (nothing but spam). Monkey opened his door at 6 and Hubby brought him into the den because he wanted to stay up with Mama.
We watched shows, he drank water, we had a good time. Pumpkin woke up some time later and he begged meĀ not to get her, that he wanted to snuggle some more. But, alas, she was calling to me, “Mama, come and get me!”
Later, when Hubby was reading books to Pumpkin, Monkey told me he wanted his Mario game. When I got back with the game, he was the very picture of “listless”. Eyes drooping, body visibly sagging, he looked sick. I touched his forehead, warm but not alarmingly so, yet. The thermometer said his temp was just at 100 degrees. Over the course of about an hour, his temperature climbed to over 101 and he said his head hurt, right on top. I sent Hubby on an emergency Children’s Motrin(tm)-run.
While Hubby was at the store, his temp rose some more and he began to cry with the pain in his poor little head. I will never be caught with my pants down again, at least about children’s pain-killer. He kept swiping his arm across the top of his blond head and crying. I curled up behind him and held him, trying to warm up his cold hands and kissing his forehead over and over, wishing for all the world that I could take the “sick” right out of him.
The medicine has started to work and he is now happily watching “Diego” and sucking on the Ring Pop Hubby bought him as a “sorry you’re sick, buddy” treat. He seems to get sicker and more often than Pumpkin, and gives me bigger health scares. At least we haven’t had a visit from the MRSA-monster here at the House. But my sister has and I will have some information about MRSA up soon. But for now, I’m just glad Monkey is feeling better. I hope he gets to go to school tomorrow, I need the break.
Hope is feeling better
Ans now I will openly show my stupidity What’s an MRSA?