One Eye Open

This isn't titled "One Eye Open" because I'm on alert, it's because I literally have only one eye open. The other is filled with too much goop to even bother. At least I can still sort of hear through my infected ears. Thanks, Timmy.
But, of course, I can't be upset about my insignificant little pink eye infection because Timmy also has it. And he has been on quite the roller coaster the past few days.

Let's see, where to begin? Where did I leave off? Who the hell knows...basically, Monday morning I take him to the pediatrician and get him started on antibiotics. I can't see my doctor until Tuesday afternoon. Tuesday morning, Timmy woke up nearly perfect. He had slept 13 hours, he had clear eyes and less congestion and was very happy. Wonderful! I thought. I took him to my appointment at 4pm Tuesday, then went straight to Target to get my Z-pack. That's when I noticed he was starting to feel warm. As soon as we got home, I took his temperature. It was somewhere around 102 or 103. We gave him Motrin, water, and a cool bath and put him to bed. That usually does the trick for him. But then he woke up at 2:30am (Wednesday now) with a crazy fever. 105.6 degrees to be exact. I totally panicked, he was hot to the touch. We immediately gave him Motrin and another cool bath, but it didn't help much. I called his pediatrician and she said to take him to the ER.

Around 3am, we get to the ER and he is just a crying mess. They gave him Tylenol. They put him in an awful vice used to take chest x-rays of infants that seriously looked like a medieval torture device. Timmy thought so too. Eventually, he fell asleep. Around 6am, he woke up in a pool of sweat but his fever had broken.

We were discharged with instructions to re-check with his pediatrician this afternoon. He seemed totally fine and happy and fever-free through his nap time, so she told us not to bother coming in, but call if anything changed. And of course, right about when their office closed for the day, he started getting another high fever and refusing food and drink.

The thing is, we're 99% sure the high fever is due to a viral infection, so there is no magic drug the doctor can give him. I'm just trying to pump him full of liquids, get rid of his fever and make sure he gets some rest. That's actually quite hard to do with a toddler who feels shitty and doesn't understand what's going on. It's also hard to do when I feel like crap myself.

How many times can I say that I'm so thankful for this happening now before I start working before the universe stops reminding me?