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The Plague, It is Upon Us



It's awful. The plague, that is. We know, we have it here.

My child came in telling me she wasn't feeling well. I've been a parent for nearly 12 years, so I have a little bit of experience in children who are not feeling well. I was relatively certain that said child, while suffering from a mild cold, really didn't feel too awful.

But then, this child is not easily dismissed. Since her mother was not giving her the appropriate amount of sympathy, she took matters into her own hands. She knows that fever prompts action around here, so she took her temperature.

And apparently she has QUITE a fever. She skipped into the room where I was and brought me a soaking wet thermometer and said, "I'm sick. SEE?!?"

Wow. A fever of 109. That's quite a sickness you've got going on there, sweetheart.

I immediately sprang into action.
a) What is my child trying to get out of?
and
b) How can I have a little fun with this?

(I'm an awful mom. I freely admit it.)

"Oh honey. I'm sorry I didn't take you seriously when you said you weren't feeling well! You really ARE sick. Unfortunately the only thing that works with a fever that high is a shot, and it might take two or three before you're feeling better. Let's get in the car and go to the doctor right now; they certainly wouldn't want us to wait with a fever that high!"

Evidently this plague is a short-lived one. You could literally SEE the fever drop. Nothing short of miraculous was this recovery.

I love kids.

Question of the day: Why on earth does a thermometer need to go up to 109 degrees anyway?

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