In Which Connor Is A Sickykin

Connor had yet another Not Particularly Fun day.  At least this one was at home and not at the hospital where he could play Pass The Disease with the other people in the waiting room.  Connor is already germy enough at the moment, thank you very much.  Thankfully his temperature has stayed on the high side of normal (100.2 was the highest I clocked him at today) so no tours of various medical facilities were needed today.

The little guy woke up this morning with his nose completely crusted over, which is never a great way to start the day.  I declared it a Pajama Day and evidently he took this very seriously, as he proceeded to take about six naps.  Basically today was one long nap with little snippets of awake time in between.  He's also picked up a glorious cough, which makes him sound either like he's been sneaking out back to smoke several packs of cigarettes a day, or like he's spent about fifteen years working in a coal mine.

All those naps didn't stop him from crashing at bedtime.  He's currently passed out smack dab in the center of my bed.  It's amazing how much space a kid that small can take up.  Between him and the cats I'll have about six inches of space at the foot of the bed to cram into.

While I'm tempted to just let him sleep in here tonight, I'm afraid it might get a bit too warm for him.  And of course, when he overheats he has seizures.  Also he's been throwing up quite a bit and I'm down to my last pair of clean sheets.  So maybe I'll move him to his room in a little bit.  He's still got a few pairs left.

Not to mention that he's snoring to beat the band right now. 

Oh well.

~Jess