John and I were watching TV on Sunday night when we thought we heard Xander give a little cough. But he didn’t wake up and it didn’t happen again so…meh.
We heard it again a few times on Monday night, and it was most definitely a REAL cough and not a “I’ve been on too many airplanes lately” sort of cough. Then Tuesday morning he had a medium high fever. He also started having a runny nose, so I thought it must be a cold.
But he didn’t really seem like himself, so I called the doctor. By the time we went in to the office, it had been 4 hours since I’d given him any Motrin, and his fever was 105. (The quote from this experience is “Mama, my whole Xander hurts.”)
They swabbed him for strep, and he fell over (against me, not on the floor) while we waited for the (negative) results, so I let him rest his eyes on the bench for a few minutes.
He has the flu.
His fever spiked again last night (106. SIX!), and I panicked and called the ped’s office back. They blamed my thermometer and said to pay more attention to how he was acting (very sick). But, we got it back down, he went to sleep, and as of right now he is fever free.
He’s still not quite at 100%, obviously, and I’m not positive that his fever won’t come back, at least in part, tonight. But he’s a bit chattier, and asking for crackers (and cupcakes), so it’s much better than yesterday.
I feel very badly because he’s the only one of us who didn’t get the flu shot; I even made an appointment for him to get one, but he had an ear infection (or something) that day, so the doctor and I decided to scrap it until he was better and I could come in with just him (instead of him and Luna). And then in all the holiday prep I just forgot.
So take note: get your flu shots!