Last Saturday both boys had soccer. Chris and I decided to practice our man on man defense only somehow I always get left with man on 2 man defense (how does that happen???). So he took Owen to soccer at the ripe hour of 8am. Only to sit on the side lines because Owen refused to participate. Don't ask me. He did GREAT the Saturday before. When they got home Owen said it was because I wasn't there. Not sure I am buying it, but I will go to his practice this weekend and call his bluff.
Then Chris left for his last t ball game and I took all three kids (wait, I thought I said above it was man on 2 man defense, strike that - man on 3 man defense. The odds are not in my favor!) to Ethan's game. Now things have changed now that Ethan is playing in U7 division (Under 7). They play real games on Saturday now and have a practice on Wednesday nights. So although they are only 6 years old I am quickly learning that this is a little more serious. My father in law would laugh at what I am about to say because he says the
Sunday was a nightmare all together. Eliza woke up with a fever. She had felt warm for probably 12-24 hours but I didn't think too much of it until about 11am. I told Chris I might as well take her to urgent care because it was probably her ears and at least they could go ahead and prescribe an antibiotic. Well, they took her temperature when we got there and it was just above 104. Eek! They gave her tylenol and motrin right then and a few minutes later the doctor came in to check her ears. They were perfectly clear. Everything checked out fine so the doctor suggested I take her to the emergency room. Now, I am not one of these people who runs to the emergency room at the drop of a hat but when a doctor tells you that you should consider it, it makes you stop and think. So I did. They put in an IV line, a catheter and she had chest x rays. It. was. awful. I remember when Ethan was about 2 and he had stitches in his chin. They "papoosed" him in a straight jacket type thing to hold him still. I had to leave the room and let Chris handle it because I was going to get sick. This was so much worse, only Chris wasn't there and I couldn't see leaving her with complete strangers and not holding her through all that. So we toughed it out and I cried right along with her. Just pitiful. Her temperature dropped to just over 99 but then as the medicine was wearing off it started climbing right back up. After 6 hours the conclusion was she probably has a virus that cannot be detected and it just needs to run its course. Her lungs looked great, her urine was clear and her blood work was perfect. Praise Him!
So we have been alternating tylenol and motrin since Sunday and this afternoon she actually acted like she was starting to feel better. I still gave her motrin tonight before bed, but she is definitely eating and sleeping better. So we will see. I was told she could possibly break out in a rash after the fever goes away which would be indicative of Roseola. So we will see. Neither of the boys have ever had fevers above 102 so 104 kind of freaked me out. Goes to show you it doesn't matter how many children you have they are all different and they are all equally precious.
So that's it. I haven't wanted to post because I didn't have any pictures to go along with it which I know can be really boring. But life has been unexpectedly hectic the last few days. Owen and I are getting cabin fever since we haven't done anything the past couple of days with Eliza being sick. Maybe we will be able to get out of the house tomorrow. He told me today he wanted to go back to preschool. Hmmmmm.......I do have him on a wait list for a church preschool program so I may start more actively looking for other programs to get him into.
Hope everyone is having a good start to their week. Until next time.......