Poor little James started coughing last night and woke up this morning with a fever. After his nap (yes, he did indeed take a nap today!) he wasn't doing any better so I called and got him an appointment to see the doctor. My sweet Mama and sister rushed over to pick up James and I (since Jonathan was at work with the car) to go to the doctor.
It turns out that he has the flu, and I was so grateful we got him in there within 24 hours of getting sick, and also that he is still under two years old, because then the doctor was able to prescribe him some medicine. (Apparently they don't have a ton of this medication, so they are limiting it to certain groups of people, like children under two and high-risk people, etc.)
So, he is a little sickie but has been so sweet and pleasant the whole day. In fact the whole time we were at the doctor and in the car he kept saying, "Giki?? Pegs??" (He has really wanted to go back to Jukie's house and play with a peg-board toy they have.) He was so excited to go to his grandparents' house after the doctor.
I am so grateful for my wonderful parents who are so sweet to my little boy. My Dad loves to play with James, and boy does he make things fun! Tonight they were pulling a train all around the house, marching around to the Polar Express soundtrack, then watching the Polar Express while holding their homemade Polar Express tickets that my Dad made. They even got out a hole puncher and punched the tickets like they do in the movie. (Notice in the picture at the top the ticket in James' hand - the front of it has a picture of a train on it and there are holes punched. James took his ticket - or "Gick" - to bed with him tonight!)
When my Mom drove us home, James was so sleepy, he laid in my Mom's lap while she rocked him and sang to him. It was the sweetest thing, he sang right along with her, and is even getting to the point where he knows a lot of the words. I pretty much have sung I Love to See the Temple to him every single night, so he knows that one the best. This video is so sweet, I hope my Mom won't mind that I posted it.
2 comments:
Every boy needs an authenti-genuine ticket to ride!
Oh sad! I hate it when my little guy gets sick. I always feel so bad because the medicine only does so much. It isn't the pig flu is it? Sending happy thoughts for a quick recovery for your little man :)
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