The Easter Bunny Virus

Well, Easter was going alright this year until Cade woke up from his lazy Sunday afternoon nap with 102 fever. From there, it just got worse. I stayed in his room that night and checked him off and on and he was just a little oven of heat. It got to 102.5 through the night, but he was such a trooper.

Cade is weird -- he doesn't even act sick when he's sick...which makes it hard to know when I need to take him to the doctor. For example, back in December when he had RSV (which is a REALLY bad virus in the lungs that decreases oxygen levels in the body), I took him in thinking he just had a cough that wouldn't go away and they rushed him to the ER. That wasn't the first time he shocked me. In late November, we took him in for his 9 month immunizations and he had a really bad ear infection that took 2 antibiotics to knock out and I would've never known. He didn't run fever, he didn't fuss (well, not more than normal!), he slept fine. He's either really tough or he just doesn't feel as bad as other kids to when he's real sick. I don't know.

Anyway, Monday when his fever rose up to 103.5, I thought I'd take him to the doctor. Of course, in Cade fashion -- he was laughing and playing the whole time in the car on the way eventhough he was sick as a dog. I was actually kinda scared b/c he was exhibiting early symptoms of meningitis, so we were on our way to the doctor before I even called to tell them I was coming in. He had a weird "mottled" look to his skin (which looks like the skin is transparent and you can see all the blood vessels and stuff. Actually sounds worse than it looked, but I don't know how else to describe it. And he had ice cold hands and feet eventhough he was running over 103. So I panicked.

The doctor basically said that he had a nasty little virus b/c his ears and throat and sinuses and chest looked and sounded good. And if he wasn't better by Tuesday morning, that he wanted him back for blood work.

Well, late Monday night he had 104.5...things were getting worse. At that high fever, even Cade acts kinda pitiful. I was just hoping he'd be better by morning so we didn't have to go through blood tests. Tuesday morning, he woke up with 103 -- not good. Should've called the doctor and gone for blood tests, but I decided to shoot him up (again) with Tylenol and give it a couple more hours. And lo and behold!!!!... he hasn't had fever sense. It broke via a pile of sweaty wet clothes and he's been chipper ever sense.

Glad the last 48 hours is over.

Poor Cade.