This past week was a nightmare. As you may have noticed, my usual Wednesday post never went out. When I got home Tuesday evening, Kingston was very warm. I knew something was off, but his temperature was only 99.8 so I fed him and put him to bed. When he woke up Wednesday morning his fever had reached 102.7. I immediately called the doctor and they told me to alternate between Motrin and Tylenol. I scheduled an appointment for him as well, just to be safe. I'm not usually one to rush to the doctor, but with his temperature being so high, and the crazy flu season just ending, I wanted to make sure I didn't overlook anything.
When we arrived at the doctor's office, his temperature had went down and he was his usual bubbly self, smiling and laughing at the doctor. They told me that it was most likely something viral and had to run its course. Fast forward to Thursday and he deteriorated right before my eyes. He was so lethargic he couldn't lift his hand to put his pacifier in his mouth. He refused food and slept almost all day, waking only once for a bottle before going right back to sleep. It was the saddest sight. The longer I watched him sleep and moan, the more nervous I became. At one point, I contemplated taking him to the hospital, but opted to go back to the doctor instead.
Considering he had gotten worse and not better, the doctor decided to put him on amoxicillin. She said it was possible that a bacterial infection had formed in addition to the virus and wanted to be overly cautious considering his age. Friday afternoon, after 24 hours of antibiotics, his fever finally broke. He slowly started eating food again on Saturday and by Sunday, he was back to his happy little self. Seeing that smile return to his face was the biggest relief. The amount of crazy thoughts that went through my head were insane. I don't even want to admit all of the life threatening illnesses that I thought of. SMH.
Motherhood... always worrying about our babies and doing everything in our power to ensure their safety. It can be exhausting and, at times, never ending. I barely slept during that time and took time off of work that I didn't have, but being there to comfort him while he was feeling his worst, was something that I wouldn't trade for the world.
I will say that, throughout all of this, the NoseFrida has been our best friend. If you have a child and don't own it, buy it NOW! It's so much better than those bulbs you get from the hospital. Yes, your baby will hate you using it on them, but it will bring them so much relief. What remedies do you use when your child is sick?