Off To Never Neverland...

Inevitably it was to come to this. I've been REALLY lucky to have enough family available at pretty short notice to either leave the well kids home or have someone go with me to the Dr.'s office. My luck was sure to run out eventually.

Kids get sick. That's just what they do. Jack apparently has a bit of a stomach bug which has manifested itself in a few icky diapers and a low-grade fever that has lasted for five days now. Lily had one day of fever but no other symptoms and seems to be fine. She is incredibly resilient. Ben has had a few icky diapers but no fever. THANK GOODNESS because when he gets a fever he means it...usually between 103 and 105.

So, after he woke up this morning with another fever I scheduled a Dr. appointment in the hopes that we could get a family member to come over. We just weren't able to make it happen so I piled all of them in the car for what was sure to be an adventure.

There's just a lot working against you when you do this by yourself. Visions of crowded waiting rooms, people gawking, an hour-long wait to see Dr. Hopkins, and let's not forget fitting a large- and-n-charge stroller into a TINY treatment room were all running through my head on the drive there.

I'm here to say we all lived through it. God was smiling on me today. No wait, quick visit, easy cheesy. Thank goodness. They were stellar as always. Jack didn't even cry. I'm not sure my heart could handle three children having a massive meltdown in a crowded Dr.'s office.

The final verdict is some sort of virus. Big surprise, huh? He also had a bit of a red throat but the Strep test was negative. No ear infection which is what I was really worried about with the low-grade fever. So, we wait and hope there is no fever some time in the near future. Love it when you spend $20 bucks and all you really come away is with what it's NOT...and that there is basically nothing you can do but what you were currently doing.

I am left wondering, however, when the proverbial poop is going to hit the fan (no pun intended). I mean I've been entirely too lucky so far with their fantastic public behavior and I am a-skairt of what could be coming. I would love to say I'm an eternal optimist, but let's face it, I'm dealing with toddlers. There is just simply no telling when they might turn on me.