Zoodle has had a fever since Sunday night. Tuesday at 3:20 a.m. he woke up fussing, and his fever had spiked high enough for me to take him to the ER at the fantastic local children's hospital. A chest x-ray showed what might be the beginnings of pneumonia, so he's on a (ridiculously expensive) antibiotic. His fever broke while we were in the ER, and they let us go home.
Zoodle's fever is still coming and going but it hasn't gotten terribly high again. He's been sleeping a lot, so I think his little body is working hard to fight this off. I'm pretty fried , so I'm claiming my occasional right to publish a boring, non-creative blog post. (What, you didn't know about that basic human right? It's an important one!)
Once again, I'm so thankful to be living in an era, and in an area, where we can get quick, quality medical attention. My biggest worry is what the bill is going to look like, and that's really not a big deal in the whole scheme of things.