Avery has not been feeling well lately. She's had a cold and all the yuckiness that goes along with that, but after some great decongestant medicine the doctor gave her, she's been better.
Yesterday she started running a fever, but it would slowly drop after taking medicine. I could tell she didn't feel well all day. She didn't cry a lot or even whine, but she layed around on her blanket and wanted to be held a lot. Her fever subsided and she was ready for bed last night at 7:15. I layed her down and she slept soundly until 10:30. After calming her down and taking her temperature, it was back up to 103. As I headed to the kitchen to get her some more medicine, I remembered Kenny saying he gave her the last dose that evening. (So, thank you Kenny for getting out of bed to make a Wal-Mart run at 11:00 at night. I know I downed Wal-mart in a previous post, but it is nice to have a place open 24 hours a day.)
Anyway, her fever started to go back down, and after watching some of Disney's Sing A Long, Avery was ready for bed again. I checked on her throughout the night, and her fever continued to return to normal. At 4:00 it was completely gone. I got a good night's rest from 4-7 because I thought she was better. Then at 7:00, I peeked in on her to see how she was doing.
She was just laying there in her bed with her eyes open, not moaning, talking or crying. Her fever was back to 103. After some medicine, she went back to bed at 8:30 a.m. It's now 10:00, and she's still asleep.
I started this story to brag on how sweet our little girl is. Last night, in the middle of the night, I gave her some juice. I could tell it took all of her might, but when she handed it back to me she said, "tank too." (Thank You.) She did it again this morning. Nothing sweeter than that...
Well, maybe this... I take her temperature with an electric ear thermometer. Each time I took her temperature last night or today, she would take the thermometer and put it in her ear. When she was satisfied with her 'reading,' she would put it in her other ear. Then she would hand it back, snuggle down and rest.
I hate that she feels so bad, and there's not much I can do except comfort her, but at least I can comfort her.
(You may be asking why I'm not freaking out about why she has such a high fever, but our other little friend had the same thing last week, so I'm assuming it's that.)