Fear

So the other night I dreamed the paediatrician we saw at the hospital had the boy's health books ( you know, those yellow or blue books they give you at birth ? ) for some reason, and mailed them back to us. When I opened the parcel, I was confused as MC's was black.
In my dream I held it up quizzically to my husband and said 'this isn't right?'

Meanwhile, in his room, MC was not feeling very well.

When he came into my bed in the morning, he was shivering and slept a long time. He said his tummy hurt. I tried to shush and comfort him, and he slept fitfully. When he awoke proper, I gave him some water, which he vomited into a bucket.

Then he seemed ok for a while and I figured that was that. Didn't last long, and so some children's paracetemol was given and he had another fitful sleep on the couch.
So fitful and moaning, I hovered over him for much of the time, taking his temperature. Dreaming of a black health book made me extra vigilent .. was it a death dream ? Also, the littlest one seemed fixated on the big and quite concerned. I'm a wee bit superstitious about such things, and believe babies are closest to God, or the afterworld, or something like that.

You know, that they know things.
I always listen to children, I think they've got the inside track.

So the paracetemol worked, and his temp went down from 39.2° to about 36° and once again my boy was back. He ate some dinner ( the first food for the day ) and seemed good.

Fast forward to midnight and i'm on the 24hr nurse hotline. Temp's up again and he keeps seeing puppies. Hallucinating. Scaring the crap out of me..

We make a Dr's appt and MC is rugged up on the couch, wearing 3 layers and a blankie. His teeth chatter and his lips turn blue & are icy to the touch, and his hands are freezing. His temp is normal.
I put a beanie and mittens on him.



I hover. I never hover. I am not a hoverer. However, my robust boy is never sick, and quite frankly, blue lips and seeing puppies is freaking me out.

It was/is an ear infection.

We're on penicillin ( actually, after taking that the first time, he was yelping in pain because his tummy hurt, but he was grabbing his heart when he said this, and again, I was all oh-mi-god-oh-mi-god .... ), but he seems ok now. I hope.
We go back to the Docs again today.
I hope he doesn't throw up on her again this time.

Far out.
An ear infection can do this ?

Poor little mite.
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And in other news:

- If I can't afford my grocery bill, then who can ?
- Where does all the toilet paper in this house go ?
- We got a card in our letterbox from the Waterboard saying "hello! - your water usage has gone up considerably, you might want to check your appliances for problems!"
- Which plumbing related problem should we tackle first, or should we just wait for something to blow completely ?

- and so on


A pic of my leaning tower of baby: