Sick Little Guy

Well, it finally happened after almost 18 months of nothing but healthy, healthy, healthy.....our baby boy finally got sick. We have been so blessed with Trent not ever being sick, that we almost didn't know what to do when he finally started feeling out of sorts. Wednesday evening we were over at Mike And Ada's and I said the he felt really warm to me and Trevor just thought it was from being outside playing earlier....I thought he felt warm. Just sayin'.....

Later that evening after his bath, he still felt to me and say I took his temperature and sure enough it was around 100. He was drinking like a crazy person and slept through the night. Thursday morning he woke up hotter than the night before and we gave him lots of juice and some Motrin. Nunu took good care of him all day and I went ahead and made him an appointment for Friday morning.

Well, it got really nasty Thursday after I got him with him from school. Trevor was still at school getting kids their physicals for next year. Trent had only had lots of water and a few crackers so around 6:30 I fed him so yogurt to get more in his stomach....not 10 minutes later he came over to me on the couch and looked at me kind of funny and then just barfed all over my lap...it was so disgusting!! I was covered in bright pink , curdled yogurt!! I scooped him up and took him out back, he wasn't finished. He started chattering his teeth and crying...he was scared...he had never thrown up before this....it was so sad!!!

I wrapped him up in a big blanket and took him upstairs to wash him off. I called Trevor and the next thing I hear is Ada coming to the rescue. She held Trent so I could wash myself off and then she cleaned the couch and carpet for me! I am so thankful for having such an awesome Mother-in-Law!!! She is the best!!! I would have made an absolute mess out of everything!! She had a very systematic way of cleaning that gunk up....it looked like she had done this a few times before ;)

Here it is Friday now....Trent woke up at 5am burning up and chugged two sippy cups of Gatorade and went back to bed. He got back up at 6:30 soaking wet. We think his fever finally broke...he was feeling much cooler and back to his playful, cute self.

Trevor took him to the doctor and was told he has hand-foot-mouth disease. Poor little baby has little ulcers in the back of his mouth, which explains his lack of desire to eat much of anything this week, but his been drinking like crazy!!!! The good thing he no longer has a fever right now. So, we just keep pushing the fluids down him and cold, soft foods. I think the worst is behind us at this point.