Tuesday, May 02, 2006

As if it wasn't hard enough being Jason

He spent Saturday night throwing up, giving me the chance to bunk in his room for the night.

Sunday, he was weak and mopey, recovering from the gastric pyrotechnics.

Monday, the daycareladies call to say first that they think he has thrush, and then to say that he has a fever of 103.1.

The Dr. first ignores my please for an immediate appointment to diagnose the thrush, but then one of the other docs sees him with the report of the high fever. Which led to bloodwork and
***(WARNING!!! DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE WEAK STOMACHED OR WILLIAM ** catheterization, followed by a diagnosis of a big bad ear infection which was minimized by his constant use of his asthma medications. Oh, and he is cutting 4 teeth (2 molars, 2 incisors right now).

On top of all this, today, his "girlfriend" at daycare bit him on the arm.

Poor Baby :(

The good news is he has started drinking milk again, and sitting cross-legged in front of me, eating bites of chicken.

Bites small enough that he doesn't really have to chew them, though.
"Too late or still too soon too soon to make lots of bad love and there's no time for sorrow. Run around, run around with a hole in your head 'til tomorrow."
-----They Might Be Giants