So I took Owen back to the doctor this evening... it would seem that the poor child has inflamed tonsils. Ouch. His heart is also beating too fast (normal when you have a fever) and the doctor heard a heart murmur which we have to check out again when he is not sick. Apparently when your heart goes fast you can have a murmur sound that really isn't a problem. So we have to go back when he is well to have another listen and hopefully it will be all gone.
The doctor told me to give Owen pop and Popsicles if we have to in order to get liquids in him. So when we got home from the doctor we gave him the last freeze-dried-left-over-from-summer Popsicles that we have and to my great surprise he actually enjoyed it. And then he drank almost half a drinking box of apple juice.
Better than nothing!
Tomorrow I have to get his prescription filled and buy a box of Popsicles. I suspect I won't be able to get away with Owen eating Popsicles all day while Aiden has to eat real food... that's just not fair.
I'm also open to a miracle happening while Owen sleeps tonight and he is perfectly well in the morning.
I am so tired.
I've noticed that what little sleep I regularly get is severely curtailed when one (or more) of my children is ill.
That's just not fair.
Honestly, they should have called it Labiastick.
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