102.7

No I am not talking about a radio station. That was my son's temperature earlier this week when I took him to the hospital. He got a nasty cold that had his temperature so high that he was almost too hot for me to touch him. On the up side of this he was not in the usual misery that most babies are when they have running noses and high temperatures. He was a little lack-luster, but he was the happiest sick baby I have ever seen. I took him to the hospital and they pretty much told me that I was doing fine. I kept cool cloths on him,and I had Popsicles. I made sure to keep him up to date with his medicine. I was scared when I saw his temperature up that high because my youngest brother went into a seizure after his temperature got to 104 degrees. I had him drinking ice water, and I nursed him constantly. It was one of the scariest moments of my life. Of course I felt a little dumb when the nurses and doctors acted as if everything was fine. I was afraid for my son's life, and all they could say was keep giving him medicine and he was cute. Even as sick as he was, my son managed to charm everyone in the hospital. So to recap: outrageous temperatures with medication beget a hospital visit which basically gave me permission to use Tylenol and Motrin and ended in everyone saying how cute he was. Everyone was calm,except me,including my son. I guess he knew that he would be fine. I am glad that I took him to the hospital anyway because I needed the affirmation that he would be fine. Sometimes we just need that reassurance. Anyway he is fine now and back to his regular routine of driving me up one wall and down the other. Oh and the weaning has been thwarted by the sickness that so easily beset us. Stupid GERMS!

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