We got a call from La Petite this afternoon; Zane had a 102 fever. When we got there, Zane was sitting in the lap of his teacher, looking pitiful. We asked him how he felt.
"I feel sleepy," he said. We took him home, and all he wanted to do was sit in my lap. Larry brought over the ear thermometer.
"Nooooo!" Zane did not want anything in his ears, I guess.
"Zane, we have to take your temperature so we know if we have to take you to the doctor," I told him. Which wasn't completely true. We had already called the doctor's office, only to be told that since fever was the only presenting symptom, we should avoid the doctor's office. We did not tell Zane all this.
"No, Mama, I feel good now!"
That's my boy!
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Friday, February 4, 2011
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