Monkey officially tested positive for H1N1. The pediatrician said he should ride it out, because he's a healthy kid. That way he will build up his immunity to it and not get it again. He prescribed TamiFlu for Peanut, who was blissfuly off at school, having not been sick.
Until we pulled in the driveway from Monkey's appointment, and my cell phone rang. She needs to be picked up.
Screaming, crying, miserable.
Temp of 99.9.
Shit. I gave her the first dose of TamiFlu, but the ped says if her fever tops 100 to take her to the ER. That kids with CP and Epilepsy go downhill fast with this one.
Shit!
We used to revel in the "new perfect" that was our life. Raising a beautiful girl with multiple special needs showed us that "perfect" is all in our minds. Emily's life was perfect. It was happy, it was brilliant. She was social, outgoing, silly, and ticklish. Now we are learning to get through life without our "Perfect Peanut" in it. This is most certainly NOT a new kind of perfect.
9 comments:
Oh I hate to hear that. Sending many prayers your way for health!
Praying for Monkey and Peanut!
Praying...
OH NO! I'll be praying! Fight hard Peanut and Monkey! HUGS!!!
Oh man, I am praying. Praying hard!
We are praying
OMG! I sorry to hear this! Bummer, sick at Halloween! Praying that they both are among the few who only get slightly sick from thsi bug! (((Hugs)))
Donna
Ugh, I'm glad you already got that tamiflu started for her. Hopefully she comes through with no ER visit. I have heard that healthier people are getting it worse because their immune systems are fighting it harder. We'll see.
Praying.
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