Isaac has a fever
After Isaac's restless night last night (he basically woke up every half-hour), the teachers at day care called Dad at 12:30 this afternoon with the news that Isaac had a fever of 100.2 degrees.
Isaac's sick slip -- all crinkled up because he tried to eat it on the way home
Dad picked him up and called me at work, where I proceeded to freak out and 1) call the pediatrician; 2) ask all of my coworkers with children what this means; and 3) call both grandmas and ask them what they would do. This is his first fever, and I want to do it up right, dern it.
The nurse I talked to at the pediatrician's office feared that he might have an ear infection, and said if he had another sleepless night or if he started vomiting, that we should bring him in to the office first thing tomorrow, but otherwise I shouldn't worry because this is a "low" fever for a kid. News to me -- if I had a fever of 100.2, I would be at home watching "A Baby Story" reruns all day long with the DayQuil next to me. Grandma Carolyn was also initially worried about the ear-infection possibility, especially since Dad was a champion grower of ear infections when he was a tyke. However, my coworkers (and also Aunt Robin) seem to think that he might just be teething -- all of them said their kids spiked "mild" fevers and had snotty noses (which Isaac also had last night -- he only got any sleep when I propped one end of his mattress up to help the snot drain) to accompany their teething.
And sure enough, when Isaac and I got home, I checked out his bottom gums and they were standing noticeably higher in the front-middle than in surrounding areas, and said front-middle area was also sporting some gray/translucent slits. I was thinking that surely we would have teeth-eruption by this evening, but such has not been the case. Isaac's fever has been consistently 100.9 since 4pm, and he has been like a sack of potatoes, collapsed onto Dad or I most of the night. I mean, he can hold himself up if he wants to, but he just doesn't want to. And it is unbeLIEVable the BTUs this kid is putting out. I heard that his teachers said he felt "warm", but there is no mistaking that he has a raging fever -- his lower body feels completely normal, but his cranium is like a big simmering cauldron. We have been monitoring his temperature every hour to make sure it is not going up (and it is not), but the pediatrician told us to hold off on the Tylenol unless he is really fussy. Because, you know, it can give him, oh, liver damage. Great. Well, wish us all luck tonight...
Isaac's sick slip -- all crinkled up because he tried to eat it on the way home
Dad picked him up and called me at work, where I proceeded to freak out and 1) call the pediatrician; 2) ask all of my coworkers with children what this means; and 3) call both grandmas and ask them what they would do. This is his first fever, and I want to do it up right, dern it.
The nurse I talked to at the pediatrician's office feared that he might have an ear infection, and said if he had another sleepless night or if he started vomiting, that we should bring him in to the office first thing tomorrow, but otherwise I shouldn't worry because this is a "low" fever for a kid. News to me -- if I had a fever of 100.2, I would be at home watching "A Baby Story" reruns all day long with the DayQuil next to me. Grandma Carolyn was also initially worried about the ear-infection possibility, especially since Dad was a champion grower of ear infections when he was a tyke. However, my coworkers (and also Aunt Robin) seem to think that he might just be teething -- all of them said their kids spiked "mild" fevers and had snotty noses (which Isaac also had last night -- he only got any sleep when I propped one end of his mattress up to help the snot drain) to accompany their teething.
And sure enough, when Isaac and I got home, I checked out his bottom gums and they were standing noticeably higher in the front-middle than in surrounding areas, and said front-middle area was also sporting some gray/translucent slits. I was thinking that surely we would have teeth-eruption by this evening, but such has not been the case. Isaac's fever has been consistently 100.9 since 4pm, and he has been like a sack of potatoes, collapsed onto Dad or I most of the night. I mean, he can hold himself up if he wants to, but he just doesn't want to. And it is unbeLIEVable the BTUs this kid is putting out. I heard that his teachers said he felt "warm", but there is no mistaking that he has a raging fever -- his lower body feels completely normal, but his cranium is like a big simmering cauldron. We have been monitoring his temperature every hour to make sure it is not going up (and it is not), but the pediatrician told us to hold off on the Tylenol unless he is really fussy. Because, you know, it can give him, oh, liver damage. Great. Well, wish us all luck tonight...
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