Our day went on like any other day. Had breakfast, ran some errands, came home and patiently waited for "Daddy."
Cole seemed a little warm when he got up from his first nap, but nothing alarming.
Paul returned from work, and Cole got up from his second nap of the day, and he was now 'very warm.' Warm enough I took his temperature. As Paul and I stood there, reading the thermometer that read ' 101.6 ' I immediately called my Aunt!!! She of course said ' just watch it, don't panic. '
'Don't panic.'
Oh God!!!!
Taking her advice, I don't panic ( at least try not too ) and I am now rocking him in the rocking chair.. just trying to make him comfortable. He was a bit whinny, but wasn't screaming.
Ten minutes later, we take his temp again.
' 102.3 '
Its going up... Paul jumps on the computer, and we are reading what to do when a baby has a high temp.
We undress him, put a cold rag on his head, and Paul goes for the "gold stash!!"
The "gold stash " is saved breast-milk that is specifically for when Cole is sick.
After rubbing him with the cold washcloth, feeding him the breast-milk, and a regular bottle, he is a bit drowsy, and now reallly uncomfortable. Crying.. grabbing my face.. doesn't understand. My poor baby!!!
The highest his temp reached was 102.9.
Scary fever!!!!!!
We continued with the cold washcloth.. gave him some tylenol, I rocked him back and forth, and Paul put on his favorite.. " Barney "
Within 45 minutes his fever began to subside. It slowly went down, but it went down!!!! By 8:00pm he felt a bit warm, but what we read suggested lots of fluids, and lots of sleep.
Needless to say, he slept just fine! As for me, I am exhausted. I slept, well, not at all. Going back and forth from our room to his, constantly checking his forehead, and his back.. making sure the fever wasn't returning.
The morning has come and is almost gone. Cole is back to himself.. smiling, feverless!
Not to forget, Mommy gave up caffeine for Lent!!! Oh so my luck!!!