Fynn is 38 weeks old today! This was a rouuuugh week for our little guy, wow. It started in the middle of the night Thursday night. He woke up in the middle of the night crying, and when I went to check on him, he felt like a little furnace. He had a 102 fever! From there, the fever kept climbing and even with medicine it wouldn't go down. All day Friday it was at 104, and he spent most of the day asleep. Right before bed, it shot up to 106, so we decided to take him to the ER. What a miserable experience. I took Fynn there around 8pm. We waited for 2.5 hours before even reaching a room, and then waited more to see a doctor. I was so frustrated with the whole situation because all they were doing was giving him Tylenol, and we were both in dire need of some rest. So at 3:00 in the morning once they had gotten a urine sample, nose swab, and drew blood, I decided to just head home and wait for the results there. Mostly I was just fed up with the care we were getting there, and the fact that they were doing things against my wishes! lol. So the next day, I finally got a hold of the results, and there were a few things that showed up in Fynn's blood, so I took him back to the ER to get antibiotics, which was a 3 hour ordeal. It was such a miserable weekend for him! I hated seeing him in so much pain. The fever continued all the way until yesterday. We saw a doctor on Monday, and she said he had Roseola. So now, the fever is gone, and the rash is here. We are just so glad that he is finally starting to feel better!! Phew, that hit him hard! I'm thankful it happened over the weekend when Ron and I could tag team taking care of both kiddos and everything!
Not much else has happened this week with Fynn. He's been eating normally, and sleep has been fine, given him being so sick!