Monday, December 6, 2010

In Which Connor Is Still Sick

So today was another glorious day of needlepoint and laundry rotation.  The good news is that I think Connor is over the worst of it; he only had two seizures today, which is a definite improvement.  However, rather than spending most of the day sleeping like yesterday, today he spent alternating between throwing up and clamping on to me like one of those lampreys.  I mean literally-- he just wanted to sit in my lap and stuff fistfuls of my clothing into his mouth.  He refused to be distracted by any of his chew-appropriate toys, so after an hour or two I had Connor-sized drool marks all up and down my sleeves.  I'm wondering if maybe he had a bit of a sore throat and didn't want to swallow, so he was just using me as a giant spittoon.  Well hey, what are mothers for, right?

And then any time I moved more than three feet from him he'd cry like I was abandoning him forever.  It was glorious.  Oh, and did I mention that now my throat is starting to feel scratchy?  If I am getting sick, I calculate that my worst day should be right about the time that Connor is feeling fully recovered, bored out of his mind and ready to play.  That's usually how that sort of thing works out.

So I did another eight hours or so of needlework, which was made especially fun by needing to make sure that the felt stocking remained throw up and/or drool free.  There were a few tense moments.  It's likely I'll be doing more of the same tomorrow, but I think that hopefully we're over the worst and he'll be able to return to his normal activities by Wednesday; we'll just have to see.  He was starting to perk up quite a bit by the time Jeremy got home from work.  I'd like him to be completely seizure free for at least one day before I send him back-- I figure that will be the marker that tells us he isn't sick any more, since it's the first symptom that shows up now when he's the least bit under the weather.

I can't even tell you how much fun cold season is going to be every year from now on.  Oh well-- it'll keep us on our toes, I guess!



Julia O'C said...

Oh, Jess. I'm sorry.

Anonymous said...

Well, I'm glad that the little guy seems to be feeling a bit better.

Also, I bet he makes the cutest lamprey ever!


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