Roseola

A sucky thing.

Mckenzee has Roseola. We finally know what's wrong.

She has had fever since Thursday. 102-103. Friday night we called the nurse and she said to go to Cook's Urgent Care, but when we got there they were already closed. The emergency room was a sea of sickness...there were so many people there. I got this awful feeling when we walked in. Chris looked at me and said, "Are we going to stay here?"

"I don't know"

I signed her in and then quickly used my hand sanitizer from touching the pen. My mom teaches us to always bring our own pens and not to use public ones, but I forgot.

Chris asks, "Where are we going to sit?"

"We're not."

We go and stand by the door just looking at each other.

2 1/2 minutes later we left.

We just didn't think she was sick enough to stay there and figured she would only get sicker if she did.

Our doctor's office has weekend hours and we got to go in at 9:30 on Saturday morning. The doctor checked her out and gave us this diagnosis: "She's probably going to feel crummy for a few days and may still have fever."

Gee, thanks.

Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday were awful. She didn't sleep much, she didn't eat much and she cried a lot. Her fever didn't go away even with medicine. A dose of Motrin did give her a little break from feeling awful for a few hours.

Sunday night in the middle of the night I had reached my limit. I was feeling so sad for my sick baby and so tired for myself. I was frustrated. I had decided to call the doctor again in the morning. I was going to tell them: Something is wrong with my child, I know this because I am her mother, I am bringing her back to you to figure it out.

The next morning she had a rash and her fever broke. I called to tell the nurse.

She told me Mckenzee had Roseola.

I looked it up on the internet. Textbook case.

So we are on day two of the rash and she still feels crummy, but is definitely improving.

She has turned into a tv junkie though, because all we have done while she has been sick is sit on the couch cuddled up watching baby einstein.

I'll have to wean her off slowly.

One good thing about sickness is I get to hold and cuddle her. She is not normally very cuddly. I don't want her to feel bad, but it feels good that I can make her feel better. I love being her mommy, even when it's hard, it's just the best thing ever.