My perpetually healthy daughter is in bed with a fever. This is day #6 of the illness. I should have known something was wrong last Thursday afternoon when she had a friend over to play. She came to me on the family room sofa and said, "I just want to snuggle with you Mom" and proceeded to cuddle up with me. She's been getting up in the night since then and taking naps everyday (she hasn't napped in YEARS!). The doctor yesterday deemed it a virus that we'll just have to wait out. Today he advised us to make sure she's drinking enough because she's dehydrated according to her urine sample results. Caring for her and entertaining Tom Thumb while keeping him away from her (next to impossible!) has taken up most of my days since last week. Her fever was lower today so I'm hoping this may be the end of it.
On a separate note, the site of my wisdom tooth extraction is infected. The oral surgeon who saw me today---keep in mind, he is NOT the one who took out my tooth---said, "I know you! I know that X-ray! If I were you, I'd be taking those other wisdom teeth to the grave! If I were you, they would have to drag me kicking and screaming if someone wanted to take those out!" I didn't really know how to respond so I said, "That's good to know." Who knew I was fodder for oral surgeon gossip? I can just imagine them hanging out after work saying, "Get a load of this X-Ray!" Anyway, a prescription for antibiotics was written and I was sent on my way.
Hopefully, I'll have better news to report in the next few days. Healthy news...please be healthy news.