But her cheeks were flushed pink. And her eyes hurt.
She had a 103.2 fever.
Called the pediatrician:
"Tylenol and Motrin alternately until the fever goes down.
Don't push food.
Push fluids. WHATEVER she wants to drink."
So I took her to Walgre.ens.
New digital thermometer to replace the one that was dying at home.
Tylenol and Motrin.
Orange soda and grape juice (her choices).
A toy to lessen her grief.
And a $48 bill. Ugh. But a worried mother didn't mind. Her fever was rising quickly.
On the way home, we picked up McD.onalds. Her idea. I was thrilled that she'd suggested eating.
We get home.
She tells me she wants to save her McD.onalds Happy Meal for "lunch".
Translation: "Me no hungry. Me eat tomorrow. Maybe."
I offer her some soda or juice.
"Can I just have water, Mom? I want to be 'helfy.'"
Water? "Helfy?"
Of course, of course. That's the point. "Helfy."
Water.
Which is free.
Water.
Am I a Master.card ad or what? *sigh* I just love this kid.
2 comments:
Oh man, when the kids are sick I will do just about anything to make them feel better. I often lay with them and let them eat whenever and wherever they want. I am such a pushover when they're not feeling well.
Beth
Hope Morgan is feeling better today!
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