Saturday, October 31, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
We were late for breakfast and Frost would have missed his school bus but for a lady in a SUV who chased it with her children on board. Apparently the bus was running a bit early.
Wren has had 3 doses of Tylenol today as well as his Tamiflu. Besides a mild fever in the 100s - 101s as doses wear off he complains of headache and a sore tummy. He has a mild intermittent cough, nothing I would comment on without the fever, and says his ears hurt when I use the thermometer. Josh thinks we should try one of the forehead ones. Its always a debate about taking a young child's temperature. They are unreliable with oral thermometers, ear and underarm have high variability when parents use them and I don't know if I trust the forehead ones. I end up taking it repeatedly to confirm my results.
I spoke with Dr L who would like to see him on Friday if his fever continues. That's due to the risk of endocarditis with unexplained fever. She is also asking about worker breathing (No, no respiratory symptoms but some faster breathing with higher fever), lethargy (only with high fever but still responsive) and appetite (good). He is not drinking enough liquids so the nurse suggested pedialyte. I will stick with water because he is getting enough food.
I hope he improves overnight.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
The clear signs of feeling much better right now are that he is eating like a horse (he has just eaten two whole Babybelle cheeses on top of his scrambled eggie) and is sitting up to watch Dragon Tales rather than lying down wrapped up in a pile of blankets.
I hope he continues to feel better and the fever doesn't recur this afternoon.
Still no cough or cold so this may be Some Other Virus.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
He is sleeping well and will probably get another dose overnight.
I found a pharmacy that was able to compound Tamilflu from the capsules into a flavored suspension and we gave it to Wren at 2pm. He is supposed to have 2 doses in 24 hours for 5 days. However, about 20 minutes after his first dose he became very hyperactive and ran in circles around the table, jumped from table to sofa and acted strangely manic and energetic (for a child who was lying on the couch 30 minutes earlier). Mum was watching on Skype and I wonder if she thought I was exaggerating his illness as he ran around showing off toys and doing laps of the living room carpet.
He collapsed after an hour and Joshua wondered whether it could have been a side-effect. In case, I am going to wait till his early dawn wakening before giving Dose 2. It will be a few hours late but better than a hyper kid in the middle of the night.
Still no respiratory symptoms but he was sad and wilted at bedtime. He has complained of headache and "headache that has gone to my legs" a few times during the day.
Wren is very lethargic and now has a fever in the 102's.
Apparently Seattle Children's keep track of pharmacies that have it and I have a list to work on. Some will compound capsules in a form kids can take.
I have called our pediatrician to see if she wants to check him for flu. I believe he would get Tamiflu if he had flu confirmed. He seems fine and has no coughing or respiratory symptoms although his throat lymph nodes are swollen. I am waiting to see what the pediatrician says. Meanwhile, hes had his Thymactiv, herbal elixar and cod liver oil. He is munching on apple and watching Zaboomafoo - this episode is on Meerkats.
Now it is time to wade out into the darkness and rain (stepping on snails and pushing aside the tall grasses that have fallen over with the weight of water) to collect the newspaper.
"I want breakfast TERRIBLY BADLY" says Wren as I procrastinate and rub my jaw.
Monday, October 26, 2009
I'm not sure why.
Perhaps its because there is nothing dramatically bad happening to me but lots of things that feel like hard work. Those of you who have followed on Facebook know that I had a bad day on Tuesday. It started a bit too early (in the 5 instead of 6am) and careened off track when the basement flooded due to the door of the front loader washing machine being a bit open and pouring water out undetected for a very long time. Its been 5 days and the carpet is still smelling like a wet dog. That evening I received the news that I was not considered qualified for a position in grant-writing for a local non-profit. It was one of a few volunteer positions they had open for grant-writing and as I have some experience in the area and was doing a class in nonprofits I thought I would be a good match. I am not upset with them - I understand an organization wanting the most skilled people as their volunteers - but it was discouraging to feel I cannot even volunteer my services, let alone get paid for them.>
Lets see, I heard some bad news yesterday about a friend's family: news which is haunting me and instead of just saying how having a boring life is just fabulously lucky I am obsessed with the fact that our chickens poop on the deck [a lot] and Wren steps in it [a lot]. Recently recently they had ghastly liquid poops which they conspired to leave on the doormat so I feel we are cooped up indoors [pun intended] while the chickens run wild with their gastro-intestinal issues. There are only so many poops you can wipe up with those super absorbent paper towels before you just want to disinfect the whole deck and then you think, "gosh, its going to rain anyway" but it rains and the poop stays through the rain and just spreads out and goes sloppy so ....
We are remodeling the bathroom and demolition/construction should start this week. Enough said about the choices involved - everything from tiles to tubs to faucets has to be talked about. Joshua and I do not like to talk a lot... about details.
And finally we decided to do a Nice Family Thing and pick our own pumpkins on Saturday. That would be a good blog post photo op? Right? When we got there it was the scene that puts any suburban minivan driver in dread - foot deep mud and respectable SUVs spinning their wheels and churning mud everywhere in a splendid display of what happens to fertile flooded fields when they are used as car parks.
Joshua came to the farm and was wearing Crocs. Frost was also wearing Crocs. For those not familiar with them they are rubber clogs with holes in which Seattlites wear with socks (sometimes). The socks got muddy. They didn't like it. They pulled faces and wanted to leave.
Wren was very worried about the mud and felt anxious that our car would be stuck in the mud. I spent a few quarters on animal feed to feed the farm goats and chickens but the animals wouldn't eat the feed so I ended up throwing it away and the animals and chickens ate kettle corn instead. Everyone was happy when we beat a retreat and took some pictures and decided to buy our pumpkins at Safeway where they can be cleanly loaded into the trunk.