Frightful Temps
The weather is heating up outside at 27 degrees. Inside, Jack is sick with a fever that spiked to 104.3 last night. Tried not to panic as I made him swallow Advil and apply cold compresses to his neck and forhead. He had been telling me he didn't feel good and I thought he just had a cold. Call to Dr. last night revealed the boy probably has a sinus infection. Today we go to an emergency medicenter for antibiotics. Just checked his fever and it is 101 this morning. Last time he had a fever of over 104 he was an infant with whooping cough. He was small enough to sit in the sink while I splashed him with tepid water. Now he is just about my height and the heart stopping panic of a thermometer reading of 104 plus remains the same.
In other heat related news, yesterday I sloshed boiling water onto my right hand removing cups of hot water for hot chocolate from the microwave. Second degree burn ensued. Ran my hand under cool water for awhile. Seems temperature extremes were yesterday's theme of the day.
The Land of Counterpane
by Robert Louis Stevenson
When I was sick and lay a-bed,
I had two pillows at my head,
And all my toys beside me lay,
To keep me happy all the day.
And sometimes for an hour or so
I watched my leaden soldiers go,
With different uniforms and drills,
Among the bed-clothes, through the hills;
And sometimes sent my ships in fleets
All up and down among the sheets;
Or brought my trees and houses out,
And planted cities all about.
I was the giant great and still
That sits upon the pillow-hill,
And sees before him, dale and plain,
The pleasant land of counterpane.
The weather is heating up outside at 27 degrees. Inside, Jack is sick with a fever that spiked to 104.3 last night. Tried not to panic as I made him swallow Advil and apply cold compresses to his neck and forhead. He had been telling me he didn't feel good and I thought he just had a cold. Call to Dr. last night revealed the boy probably has a sinus infection. Today we go to an emergency medicenter for antibiotics. Just checked his fever and it is 101 this morning. Last time he had a fever of over 104 he was an infant with whooping cough. He was small enough to sit in the sink while I splashed him with tepid water. Now he is just about my height and the heart stopping panic of a thermometer reading of 104 plus remains the same.
In other heat related news, yesterday I sloshed boiling water onto my right hand removing cups of hot water for hot chocolate from the microwave. Second degree burn ensued. Ran my hand under cool water for awhile. Seems temperature extremes were yesterday's theme of the day.
The Land of Counterpane
by Robert Louis Stevenson
When I was sick and lay a-bed,
I had two pillows at my head,
And all my toys beside me lay,
To keep me happy all the day.
And sometimes for an hour or so
I watched my leaden soldiers go,
With different uniforms and drills,
Among the bed-clothes, through the hills;
And sometimes sent my ships in fleets
All up and down among the sheets;
Or brought my trees and houses out,
And planted cities all about.
I was the giant great and still
That sits upon the pillow-hill,
And sees before him, dale and plain,
The pleasant land of counterpane.
posted by MJ at 8:27 AM
3 Comments:
this morning I blew a big gob of green and bloody snot from my right nostril. A sure sign that something is amiss in the sinus cavity.
here is healing energy to Jack, the lad!
Jambo!
and clearly some healing waves to you too, sugar booger!
I have the strongest desire to be 8 years old again having that book of poetry read to me that I think included that Robert Louis Stevenson poem! Oh, those illustrations were sooooo cool! I hope the boy is better now, his auntie loves him.
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