Sickness

This weekend has been an extremely sick one for me and my youngest son CJ. It started Friday morning at 3am when I felt rather sick and low and behold, I never finished that thought because I had to run for the bathroom (sorry for the graphics). Thinking that I may get some sympathy, I woke Jason up and had a complete conversation with him that went something along the lines of:

Me: Jay I'm sick, can you rub my back?
Jay: Yup ok... zzzzzzzz
Me: JAY !!! I'm sick, are you up?
Jay: What?! Yes I'm up. What's wrong?
Me: I'm sick can you please roll over and rub my back for a minute, I'm aching all over.
Jay: Yup... rolls over and then zzzzzz...

I just gave up.
So at 5:30 Saturday morning when CJ got up, I woke Jay up and asked him to get up with him so I could continue to sleep, to which I got a response of "Why should I let you sleep in?" This really annoyed me, so I explained the conversation that we had the night before, of which he did not remember a word of it. He did however, get up and take care of CJ until I got up around 8 to the smell of him cooking breakfast. While I appreciate the thought, I couldn't eat it, I could barely stand the smell of it, but I sat there while they ate. It was an very nice gesture and one that I was grateful for because I was not sure I would have been able to stand the smell of cooking the food.
I decided to get us out of the sickly house by taking a trip to Wal-mart. Jason got CJ out of the car and immediately says " I think we have a problem". That is never a goon sign. I walked around the car and Jason said, "feel his head and body" at which time were BURNING UP !! I mean you could have cooked an egg on this poor kids back. I'm curious as to why we didn't notice it before the house, but he gets in and out of the car by himself mostly, Jason noticed the heat when he went to put him in the cart.
Upon entering Wal-mart, I made a bee line for the pharmacy and purchased a thermometer, couldn't find the one at home so I decided to get another, wouldn't you know it, i found the other one when we got home- Murphy's Law is a wonderful thing. I took CJ's temp... 103.8- just a tad high for my liking... checked out, came home, laid him on the couch to get some medicine and by the time I got back from the bathroom he was out cold on the couch.
I woke him up and got meds into him and then he passed back out and remained that way for 3 hours. On a funny note he fell off the couch, (that really shouldn't be funny, but...) and never woke up... I picked him back up and put him back on the couch, and he didn't wake up.
He stayed on the couch for the rest of the day, now in many situations you would view this as the opportunity to get some light house work done- no this was not the case since I was on the adjoining couch just as miserable as he was.
Then the loveliness of night time was upon us. While he started out in his bed, he was soon in our room repeatedly, and then got sick all over my kitchen floor on a trip to the potty. Not good. So again I had the chore of waking up Jason to sit with CJ while I cleaned up the mess. CJ would not go back to bed, so him and I sacked out on the floor in my air conditioned room. My thought process was that it was cool and mixing that with the cool cloth on his head it just may bring his temperature down. Luckily it did, but not until a restless night on the floor with a child that just didn't want to lay still. I was also reminded of the fact that while I am not elderly, I am not however as young as I once was. I could barely move from sleeping on the floor. When I was a child that was such a treat, now I can't imagine why children enjoy it. Oh well... another lesson learned.
I myself am feeling much better, but CJ is still running a fever, much lower than he was, but whiny, tired and just plain sick still. Hopefully tonight will be a much nice, sleep in bed kind of night.