Sick of Sick.

Miss M.

Fall 2006.

Remember last Thankful Thursday that I was thankful for our health?

As I typed it last week I honestly thought I shouldn't be so quick to say that because you just never know.

Miss M, who stayed home yesterday with what we thought was just a headache, was home again today. And her fever went through the roof.

I almost sent her to school thinking that she was dramatizing her ailments. Finally, staring at her sitting in the entry waiting to go to the bus stop I pulled out the thermometer and took her temp.

102.2!

That's not drama, that's sick!

Poor M! I felt awful! Back in her pj's she went with a dose of Motrin to follow. Within an hour she was back to herself again. But as soon as six hours went by she was back with a raging fever and looking more and more sick. At one point this afternoon the Motrin and the alternating dose of Tylenol I gave her still wasn't cutting it.

Our pediatrician said it was most likely H1N1 and wanted her seen and then offered to get her started on Tamiflu but once J brought her into be seen they quickly withdrew the idea and instead are saying it's more of a croup sort of thing.

I hope so at least.

Once again tonight she's back to her normal, bubbly self. The fever version of herself that is.

We're hoping that she's on the up and up because we just hate seeing her (or any of our small village) sick.

I, on the other hand, am exhausted. Completely spent and I feel like I haven't done anything. I've got just a couple days to get life in order before the littles and I head to Chicago and I'm overcome with worry about the two of them picking up what M's got or even worse.

Trying to remember that God's in control and that everything's going to be just fine. In the meantime counting our blessings that even amidst some seasonal sickness, we've got it pretty darn good.

M and I. Fall 2005.

Get better soon Miss M!