102 degrees -- not the temp outside anymore

We have survived baby Doodle's first illness. Wednesday evening he had a temperature of 102. I was worried and alarmed at how high it was. I gave him a dose of baby Tylonol and gave him a bath to cool him off. When we went to bed his fever was down to 101.3. We had transitioned him, fairly successfully, to his own room just nights earlier, but now he was back in our room with us so we could keep an eye on his extremely hot body. I should rephrase, he slept in our room so I could keep an eye on him. Mr. Doodlebug seems to sleep through everything, even worrying, and I know he was worried. Baby Doodle slept fitfully. I was up everytime he whimpered and all the times in between because he wasn't making any noise. Finally, it was morning and baby Doodle and I got up. His temperature was 101.7. I called the doctor and they told to bring him in.

The doctor checked his ears, mouth, throat, heart, breathing etc. . . and found no obvious reason for his fever. She said he may have picked up a virus from me -- or anyone else he spends time with -- that I didn't know I had because I've already produced the antibodies. She said if it gets high again to bring him back on Friday (today). His temp went up to 101.7 again yesterday so I gave him some more baby Tylonol and a sponge bath. It only took the Tylonol about 20 minutes to kick in. His whole body, especially his head cooled down noticeably. Baby Doodle slept in our room again last night, but this time he slept peacefully and Mr. Doodlebug was on night duty -- meaning he slept on the side of the bed with the co-sleeper.

This morning he woke up at 6:30am, I fed him and he went back to sleep in our bed until 9:30am. When I took his temperature (rectally) it was 98.8! He's back! and I'm so happy.

His fever was one thing, but he was definitely sick and not himself. He normally smiles at anyone who looks at him. He is good natured and talkative. But Wednesday and Thursday he was lethargic, didn't seem to care where he was or who was talking to him or what toys I was dangling in front of him. Now he's back to his old self.

Though I didn't do much to make his illness disappear, I feel a slight sense of accomplishment now that we've survived baby Doodle's first sickness.

Have I mentioned that he had an EKG on Monday? I'll write about that tomorrow.