My son and I both just survived 3 days of dance rehearsals and 2 performances (the last being a school show this morning).
He is in bed now with 102.9 fever, coughing, runny nose, headache, body aches, feels horrible.
I'm supposed to go to D.C. Thursday-Monday to be with some girlfriends on an annual trip. At least I'm not out a plane ticket this year if I cannot go (since I'm driving 3.5 hours to D.C., if I go).
I'm tracking his fluids and blood sugar. This is the first time he's been sick since diagnosis.
I missed work today for dancing and had scheduled off Thursday-Monday for my trip. I've already call in for a sick day tomorrow.
Poor kid. When he got sick before his diagnosis, kids at school thought he was missing because of jetlag. We'd just returned from Rome less than 24 hours before he starting vomiting. This time we just finished up these huge dance performances, yet there is a massive Chemistry project due tomorrow and he is worried about how bad it looks to anyone who isn't staring down the thermometer like I am. Sigh.