Day XLXIII

105.1

No, that's not a new radio station.
That's not how much weight I lost after doing the walk (although that would be nice...)
And that certainly isn't the number of people who read this blog.

105.1 is the highest point of Jack's temperature this week. The kid has been sick. Very sick, scary sick. He's been sluggish and quiet and not interested in anything -- not even Sesame Street. It's been a long, painful week for all of us.

Today was his first day back at school. On Monday, Husband got a call from school at the end of the day that his temperature was 104. He raced to go get him and found a kid who was a disaster. (Although, he did dance in the car when Daddy played The Cure. Jackie loves The Cure.)

I immediately got a call into the doctor's office and to Ga to find out what we should do. They said the same thing: lukewarm bath, baby Motrin, fluids. Repeat.

By Tuesday, he seemed better -- at first. Then it went all downhill. We got into the doctor's at 5 p.m. (The only opening there.) He was playing well and in good spirits. I worried that maybe we'd jumped the gun... would the doctor just sigh at us and tell us it's a virus?

Nope. The nurse had to take his temperature in the one way that makes his Dad uncomfortable. And because it was so high, she did it twice. Jack was not happy. He was sobbing, actually. The staff immediately wrapped him in wet wash cloths to try to bring his body temperature down.

diagnosis: Ear infection

Apparently, an infant will get high temperatures (higher than what an adult can survive) because their immune system isn't fully developed. The baby's body heats up to essentially "fry" the bad bacteria. My kid was cooking.

Wednesday he was progressively better.

He does look sad with the little cotton balls in his ears.

Today he's back at school. I am about to call to see how he's doing. Husband is convinced he's fine. As soon as they walked in and saw his favorite teacher, Jack forgot that Husband even existed.

Back to normal.