This week my child was “sick”. She legit started out sick with a 102 fever, so in an ill-advised move, my husband kept SJ home instead of loading her up with Tylenol and sending her on her way.
You’d think he was a rookie.
Tuesday, she was fever free. Off to school she went! Bravo!
Then I got a call at 11:30. She had a fever of 102 and could I come pick her up.
When I got to her she looked disheveled, but that is pretty normal. The administrator with her told me that the teachers suspected perhaps she did not feel well when she was sitting quietly. That’s right, because my child wasn’t running around like a lunatic, that spurred concern for her health. They took her temp and it was 102.
When I got her home, a whole 2 blocks later, her temp was 98.1. And yet, we were home sick.
This was her:
This was also her. Disclaimer: I know sometimes people have a hard time watching videos of sick children. You have been warned.
Since I know “sick” children often don’t have an appetite, I told her I’d make her anything she wanted for dinner. She wanted a grilled cheese sandwich.
She also wanted to help make it, despite being bedridden in her illness. She spread the butter on the bread, put the cheese on, and put it in the skillet. She was one happy, even if very sick, child.
When it was done I cut it into the 4 pieces as requested and put it in front of her.
She burst into tears.
“I DON’T WANT GRILLED CHEESE, I DON’T EVEN LIKE GRILLED CHEESE ANYMORE! WHY DID YOU GIVE ME THIS! YOU ARE THE WORST!”
Thank you to all that sent their thoughts and prayers for her speedy recovery. It worked.
Have a great, crazy day!