The Mystery Virus

Kel has been down all week with what we can only now label as a mystery virus. On Sunday Kellan came down with a high fever. By Monday morning he was burning up and feeling awful. All activities were cancelled. On Monday night, his temperature was over 103.5. A call to the doctor's office resulted in the possible diagnosis of Roseola and a prescription of "wait and see". By Tuesday he was at 104.3 and even holding onto his cup of water was making the contents hot. We were changing his sweat soaked clothing and wiping him down with damp cloths. I was worried, but the doctor said that unless there was a change or a new symptom, there was little more to do than let it run its course. She wanted to know if he had not recovered fully by Thursday. He was burning up, laying on the couch, sleeping lots. Finally, after breakfast on Wednesday morning I noticed that I was saying a lot of "Kellan!", "Please don't do that", "Just wait a minute", "No Kel", and so on. I took his temperature, and as surmised by the return of my mischievous boy, the fever was gone. There was no rash, so Roseola isn't the most likely culprit. Perhaps we'll never know. He's been fine ever since. But he sure did give us a scare!

In other health news, Kel had his 2 year check-up last week. He is in the 97% for height and 80% for weight. She requested that he go back on the nebulizer for awhile since his lungs were a bit full. February was a big month of colds. Luckily, Kellan is so used to the nebulizer that we simply get it set up and hand it over, he does the rest. I look in every so often to make sure that he hasn't removed the mouthpiece and always find him breathing the medication steadily in and out while watching a favourite video. This morning I asked him if he was ready for his treatment and he said, "Yeah, rice krispie treat!". We're not always on the same page.