Strep

Grace stayed home sick today. She woke up at midnight coughing. She had a fever and said her head hurt. She coughed so much she was gasping and ended up vomiting. Dan and I got her cleaned up, medicated, and comfortable. She slept pretty restlessly all night. As she slept restlessly, I debated in my mind about whether or not she needed to see the doctor today. She'd had no fever since the ibuprofen took effect shortly after midnight. As soon as I heard her cough this morning, I knew that I would just feel better if I took her to the doctor. Turns out she has an ear infection and strep throat. Mama's gut instincts are good . . . glad we made that trip to Dr. Nassim's office. Hopefully, she'll be feeling back to her normal self soon.

On a lighter note . . . .
Grace was tickled to death that I stayed home with her today. She was so excited all morning that she certainly didn't act sick. When I found out she had strep throat, and I know how miserable that is, I told her that she could have a milk shake when we left the doctor's office. We stopped at DQ on the way home, and she ordered a strawberry milkshake. One sip and she said she did NOT like it! I encouraged her to try some more of it, but no dice. I tasted it, and it was actually really yummy --- made with real strawberries. After a few errands on the way home, she asked for McDonald's for lunch, and how could I say, "No" to a sick kiddo? At McDonald's I let her order a chocolate milkshake. After her first sip, she said, "Mmmm . . . That's better." She drank the whole thing.