Friday, February 3, 2012

First fever

When we woke up yesterday, Noah felt warm.  But that's not unusual because he often sleeps with one of his comfort blanket animals over his face.  We proceeded with our day and went downstairs for his bottle and breakfast.  Then I put him down for his morning nap before our 11am library program.  When I got him up from his nap, he still felt warm, but he was also wearing a long-sleeved onesie, flannel pj's and was in a fleece sleep sack.  I checked his temp with a forehead thermometer on the warmest spot and it said he was 98.1 degrees, normal.

When we arrived at the library program, he still hadn't cooled down.  My friend felt his forehead and said he felt warm, but he's a hot kid, so it's not unusual.  He LOVES the library program, the singing, the stories and especially the bubbles at the end.  But he wasn't himself.  He was whiny, not engaged and clingy.  Even my friend commented that he wasn't himself.

So off we went to the doctor.  I didn't want to risk an ear infection because he tugs at them a lot (often because of teeth or tiredness).  After a short wait, the doctor checked his ears, chest and throat and said he had a virus, likely a cold.  He suggested Infant Advil/Tylenol, liquids and a steam vaporizer.

On our way home, I could see him in the rear view mirror and he looked awful.  His eyes were like slits and he could barely hold his head up.  When we got home, I left him in the car seat while I sorted out his bed (he tends to throw his animals and soothers around), filled the vaporizer and grabbed the Advil.  At this point his face was bright red and he was burning up.  I checked his temp again and it was 100.9 degrees.  Not good.

Thankfully, the Advil kicked in quickly and his temperature started to come down (I could tell because he insisted on putting his head against my chin, so I could feel his face cooling).  He drank his bottle, devoured his lunch and willingly went down for a two hour nap.

Unlike him, he woke from the nap sobbing, and I was a bit out of sorts myself.  He isn't a "fall asleep in your arms" kind of kid.  In fact, he's not a big cuddler.  Turns out, that's exactly what we wanted.  We found a good position in a comfy chair and he sat on my lap watching The Wiggles for hours.  He would doze for a few minutes here and there, but just wanted to cuddle.

When dinnertime came, he didn't have much of an appetite.  And that's the most uncharacteristic behaviour because he LOVES to eat.  He only drank a small amount of his bottle, refused the heated solids, refused the fruit and only ate a tiny bit of yogurt (which he generally devours).  I decided to give him a bath, since there's nothing he loves more.  It helped to bring his temperature down (his head was flaming red again) and brighten his spirits, even for a short time.

I gave him another dose of Advil and put him down at 8pm.  I was fully prepared for shrieking when it wore off around 230 am.  Instead he woke at midnight, but not terribly upset.  He sounded more irritated that he was awake.  I decided to give him another dose then, rather than wait till he was beside himself.  He didn't feel too hot, but I didn't want to take a chance that the Advil was still masking the fever.  He fell back asleep quickly and slept till 720am, when I finally went in and woke him because I wanted to see how he was.

I was pleasantly surprised to find a smiling, cool boy.  The fever broke overnight, hurray!

He's been in much better spirits today.  He's still not 100% but he's much better than he was yesterday.  He drank his whole bottle, ate most of his breakfast, and played eagerly with me on the floor for nearly an hour.

I'm so glad it was a short bout, especially because hubby is away (of course that's when everything bad happens, right?).  He's on his way home and I'm really looking forward to getting out for a few hours by myself this afternoon.  I need to recharge and get those damn Wiggles songs out of my head!



  1. Ohh glad he's feeling better and hope you had some time to yourself to recharge your batteries!!!

    Ahhh The Wiggles!!! Brings back fond memories of when my first was small and now we're listening to them all over again for L!

  2. The first fever is kind of scary. I'm glad that he made it through without too much trauma for himself or you!