Saturday, February 9, 2008
Oh, how pitiful when a child is sick. Fevers scare me. Ever since my nephew had a fevral seizure when he was one and my sister and I had 3 other little ones with us. In the middle of Scottsdale Fashion Square food court. And I stand up and yell for a 'doctor in the house'. You'd be amazed how quickly the security whisked these 2 moms and their double strollers, out of the mall to the curb to wait for the ambulance! Wouldn't want anything to 'happen' there, in their mall! No, make us wait outside in the 120 degree summer day.
Back to sick kids. Their true colors tend to shine when they're ill. Lizzy wanted the cold rag held on her head in a certain spot where the headache was. Then she positioned herself so her sore back could be rubbed a certain way. When she got out of her bed to come find me, it was because she just 'needed a little bit of snuggles'. I am not very good at the 'quarantine' method. I think I've held her and Jefferson all day.
I won't sleep well tonight. Only because Mr Motrin and Miss Tylenol don't seem to be doing their jobs. Her fever is still over 101. (since posting this, a dear friend reminded me of the other things I do before using Tylenol or Motrin. So I thought I should tell you that those I use just for their comfort if they can't sleep for a nap or at night. Knowing it may also bring down their temperature. But first we do epsom salt baths, teas, cool rags and Vicks on their feet with socks. That certainly helps their congestion and coughing. Amazingly.)
Lord, listen to your children praying. Ease her pain. Heal our bodies. There's much to do, but we trust Your timing.
Posted by Seven's Heaven at 6:27 PM