When Rowan developed a fever on Sunday night. As noted, I took him and Ellis to Ellis's new daycare on Monday as Rowan didn't seem any worse for wear - still pretty perky but Monday night he got really hot and we did not sleep well. It was rough trying to get us out the door on Tuesday morning. I had to rely on Cyp to help me with a rather pathetic and limp Rowan so I could get Ellis and his lunch ready for school. This was made rougher by Ellis (who did not want to go) and the fact that I had not gotten much sleep. We finally made it out the door (Cyp included - he cycled by us as we were walking to the ferry) and I called the doctor on route to set up an appointment for Rowan. I hate phoning the doctor - I didn't really think it was necessary, but decided it would be good to meet Cyp's doctor to see if I thought she would work out for all of us.
We dropped Ellis off (it was hot again) and then headed home where I had to get Rowan to sleep without nursing him (as he had voneted all over me a couple hours previously - I had this experience with Ellis - he would seem better, I'd nurse him, he'd puke).
So - I'm not very good at getting kids to sleep without the old standby (the boob) so I lay on the bed with Rowan and sang ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZed etc. for about an hour. I think he finally fell asleep to get me to shut up. I then prepped dinner, washed pukey towels and sheets and next thing I knew it was time to go to the doctors (which is in Toowong, near our new place).
Off we set - poor Rowan - high fever in 36 heat. We took the city cat and the female ticket taker talked to us for the entire ride. Showed me pictures of her grandson Nate, who had croup just before Christmas. Rowan just lay against me - it was kinda sweet in a way - he didn't squirm like he usually does.
Cyp's doctor was great - I really liked her. She thought Rowan may have had bacterial tonsillitis and was going to prescribe antibiotics (she told me she does this very rarely) but I decided we would try it without the antibiotics and she was ok with that.
We took the train back to get Ellis. For some reason the wheelchair spots (i.e. area I use to park the pram) are in the middle of the train between two doors. So I had to wheel our rather large pram down the aisle and people do not move their bags or feet. It was rush hour, so the train was busy. I'm pretty sure a wheelchair would be impossible to maneuver into that space.
Ellis has a new teacher - she seems really nice, too bad we are leaving that daycare. Again, the kids swarmed around Rowan - I wanted to say - don't touch him, you'll get sick, but decided I didn't want to alarm anyone.
Came home, had dinner, swam, played Wii and passed out. Rowan did not sleep again and we had a repeat of me trying to make him take drugs only to have him barf all over me again. I guess he has to live with a fever. He can keep water down so I think he's ok.
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