One hundred and six point seven may just be the most fightening number I have ever seen. When I looked down at the thermometer my first reaction was, they go up that high?
My second thought was to call the ambulance. But then my almost 20 years of experience kicked in. Sometimes I am so thankful for such.
Within 15 minutes the medicine did the trick and the fever was down, and continued to plummet throughout the hour. As I sat next to him waiting for the numbers to drop I realized ever so intensly my love for this boy.
He had a rough few hours and got to sleep in his favorite place. The couch in our room. I have never had a couch there before. But our room is so large it needed a filler. It has since become one of my favorite places in our home. At most, for the refuge it creates for my sick little ones.
He has since been to the doctor and turns out a virus is the culprit. Hoping today he is on the mend. Even so, thankful for my time with my sweet roomate.
