Momsicle.

Not long after I blogged last night I went in to see why J kept talking to himself.

When I picked him up he was BURNING up hot.

I checked his temp and it was 104.7.

I stripped him down, gave him Motrin and threw him in a cool bath. He played in the tub really well, I can't believe his temp was that high and he was playing. He did keep "talking" so maybe he was hallucinating fun things?! Every now and then he would try to get out (it was cool and not warm like he is used to).

His temp went down to 102 and he fell asleep so I laid him back down.

At five am I heard him "talking" again.

This time he was 103.7.

sigh

He must have remembered the "cool bath" from earlier because he started crying when I put him in the tub. He would not calm down so I got him out. I sat on the couch with him and his eyes started looking all freaky. I got nervous about him possibly having a febrile seizure so I decided to sit with him in a cold shower.

For some reason this was okay with him but he wouldnt let me put him down. He also peed on me and I learned that a baby with a fever of 103+ has MOLTEN LAVA HOT PEE. I guess he figured if he had to be cold and suffering, someone was going to suffer with him. After about the first 10 minutes he was crawling all over the shower and splashing.

I on the other hand I was a shivering Momsicle (I am going to patent this word I think, moog needs to tell me how ;-).

He has ran a fever all day long on and off. I know this is from the FIVE shots he got yesterday. I would have delayed a few of them if I had the choice but I really can't make that decision since he is a foster kid.

We're alternating Tylenol and Motrin but he has been a CRAB all day long.

I just hope that he is better in the morning because having one going in for surgery and then other temping like that IS NO FUN FOR THIS MOMSICLE.

It's still freezing here too guys. I hate the cold weather.

We are getting up in the morning around 3 am to be at APH by 6:15 AM. Does that sound like FUN or what?

Please pray that all goes well with Makily's surgery and that we are home by tomorrow afternoon. As always even though this is a simple surgery, I am starting to get nervous.

sigh

Wonder if I will ever get used to this?