…along comes a sick day. Eric has a fever, 101.6, and he’s thrown up everything I gave him for breakfast. His BG is in a good range, probably because the juice I gave him early this morning stayed down for at least an hour (his first reading was low, hence the juice), but clearly unless I can get more fluids in him, we’re going to have a problem. I was feeling a little panicked earlier, but I keep reminding myself, this is just the first time among many, and if he runs into trouble, the hospital is only 20 minutes away… and I’m NOT going to think about or worry about the hospital bills, because those are irrelevant compared to making sure Eric gets the care he needs.
He’s currently lying in my lap half-asleep, having taken in a little water. I guess we’ll see how it goes.