Sunday was the first day of the dreaded fever. It was almost 104 when we got home from church. How is this possible? She has been so healthy at least for a couple of weeks! In a matter of a day, it was downhill.
Now it is Tuesday night, and she continues to have a fever. I think she’s getting better, and then boom… she is back to where we started.
I took her to the doctor on Monday to rule out strep. Just a virus is what I hear. Well give me something! But they just say time will heal. All Monday I trusted she’d be back on Tuesday. Monday night, fever up to 101.5 so no go to school on Tuesday. Now, this was a problem because I had to be at GCU to observe a classroom at 1:00 on Tuesday. Guess who tagged along with me promising to be quiet as a mouse? Doesn’t she look cute with her backpack? Baby got to join of course.
And she was. She didn’t even whisper to me. The class was even unaware of her attendance.
She colored and colored some more.
Her lunch did not interest her which was very uncharacteristic. This is when I knew she’s not out of the red.
The walk to and fro the class was quite far, so I knew it might take a toll on her as she trudged with her little backpack weighing as much as she. She enjoyed seeing the campus with all the students skateboarding to class. She also sadly noticed the lack of attention that students pay in the classroom. It opened up a conversation about how to engage a class on the teacher’s part and how this was disrespectful on the students’ part; it also inspired a new article for me. So that was good!
When we got home her temperature was virtually normal, but she felt sick so I said we had to rest. This whole thing has gone up and down and up and down. I get my hopes up that she is better and then boom…nope.
So tonight, I was positive she’d return to school tomorrow, but her temperature was back up to 102. I truly got scared because she seemed more sick than before.
I think we will have to go back to doctor tomorrow. Meanwhile, she misses school, my work piles up, and …..well, I get to spend time with her which I wouldn’t trade for anything. This wasn’t what I had in mind, but she loves being with me, even when I’m working. I couldn’t ask for anything more except a healthy child. Lord, please heal my little Tot. Please give me wisdom on what to do.
I love you Tatum Knight.