It’s St Paddy’s Day, and we greeted it in style. No leprechaun here, only a 102° fever. Yup. Sick kiddo. Luckily the otherwise healthy one.
I was up most of the night rechecking her temperature, which at one point may have cooked an egg for me, but I figured that her forehead wasn’t big enough, and I didn’t want to get food on the sheets…
She felt much better this morning, though still had a fever. After calling the clinic and the ER, we were told that she wouldn’t meet the CDC testing requirements, which surprised me because she’s a really smart kid. Very good at taking tests. Just, apparently, not this kind.
She’s now banished to the basement with her Dad, who still doesn’t feel very good either. Good bonding time for them. They plan to watch horror movies together, because the world as it is isn’t scary enough for them.
I’m perfectly content to watch things far less frightening, like Frozen 2 for the hundredth time. Though, come to think of it, the whole Bohemian Rhapsody kickback scene is pretty scary …
A friend offered to add to her Sam’s Club list for us today, so I sent an unusual collection of items, with the understanding that there was no guarantee of everything being available. She said they got half, and it’s quite an eclectic collection of things… If only she could see my regular grocery cart!
Eclectic is totally my jam. And I do it well.
Caitlin yelled at me a lot, quite upset that despite a low fever (99.6) and cough, she wasn’t sick enough to be banished to the basement. She checked her temperature every 5 minutes for a full hour, and screamed about it being too low…
Mommy must be pretty scary, too.
She’s now contentedly drawing on her own. To be honest, I placated her with roasted potatoes. She’s pretty easy to please when it comes down to it.
In the spirit of the holiday, I made corned beef, fried cabbage, and of course, roasted potatoes. It was delicious, though entirely devoid of color.
I had to get a second helping of corned beef. Not because it was amazing, but because the dog ate half of it when I stepped away for the pepper. Jerk.
It’s been a frustrating day for me, realizing that the magnitude of this dumb virus means that we are high risk, but not enough for testing to be made available.
Healthcare workers in our area are doing the best they can, and for that I’m grateful. But the bigger picture is that we are just not prepared. There aren’t enough tests for everyone who needs them.
In case you don’t know, we are high risk. You can read more about that here: http://www.spoonsandadrenals.wordpress.com
It’s a beautiful day today, though, and my kids are stable. Not getting any sicker. Fingers crossed it’s just the flu. Odds are, anyway.
End transmission.
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