I had gotten myself organized right down to the minute. My list of things I needed to take care of prior to leaving for Disney on Monday was extremely detailed, right down to the time I actually zip up the luggage.
I thought I was home free and for once, going to relax as I prepare my family to leave for vacation.
Then I got the call from the daycare. My little boy who never gets sicks wasn’t feeling well and had a temp of 100.6. That in itself is not too bad. By the time we got to him about an hour later it had spiked to 101.7. Hubby decided to take him on in to the doctor.
Bless his heart.Only 45 hours from Disney and he is diagnosed with strep. He never gets sicks so I couldn’t believe it. My hubby called me from the doctor’s office and I could hear my little one crying in the background. From the sound of it, I could tell he felt really bad. I immediately went into paranoid mom mode.
The thought of him not being able to enjoy his trip to Disney just breaks my heart. The thought of mom sitting all week in a hotel room with a sick little boy doesn’t sound too promising either.
But in true Collier fashion, as soon as the antibiotics and the ibuprofen kicked in, he was running around the house like the little wild man he is. He was chatting about Mickey Mouse and wanting to start packing. I really hope it lasts.
We just put him to bed after another dose of meds. Keep your fingers crossed.
Here’s a new pic of him.