When Sleep Deprivation, Dosage Increases & Temporal Scan Thermometers Collide

Weird title, I know. Lots to explain. You have to read it all b/c the funny part is at the end.

Emmit started complaining yesterday that he wasn't feeling well. It started that he was tired & wanted to go to bed, which is weird for a kid who never wants to nap. Then I noticed that he felt warm. Yep...a 101.something fever. So, I finally persuaded him to be a big boy & take the Motrin, which is no easy feat. I felt so proud...for a brief moment...until his ultra-sensitive gag reflex kicked in. Yeah...then I needed a wardrobe change. After that we tried hiding the meds in tea & Dr. Pepper (which usually works), but he's no dummy. Thankfully, the fever went down on its own.

Evie seemed fine during all of this, but neither of them ate their dinner. Of course, they both scarfed down their pudding.

Well, when Nathan was getting Evie ready for bed, he noticed that she was feeling warm. Sure enough, her temp was 101.9. Well, she didn't give me any problems taking the meds, and she went straight to bed.

So, I stayed up doing my household crap...folding laundry, watching TV (shows that I actually like to HEAR), etc. Well, I think I'm about ready for bed, so I took my nightly meds, which included a dosage increase that I was NOT looking forward too. Sure enough, I soon got that drunk feeling, but I still couldn't go to sleep.

And when I finally got ready to go to bed, Emmit woke up. And he had a fever...again! By this time, it's hitting on 1:30, and I'm ready to drop. So, we (I woke Nathan up b/c he was sawing logs like a freakin' lumberjack) decided to try meds again. First in the Dr. Pepper. It's a no-go. Then in tea. Emmit drank about half of it, and then I got, "It tastes bad." By this time, it's 2 AM, and Nathan is snoring on the couch. I'm literally BEGGING the child to drink the damn tea & go to sleep. FINALLY, I give up & quit talking. A few seconds later, I don't know what happens, but the kid just turns the cup up & downs it. Weird...but whatever. Meds in=fever out. Go to sleep.

So, I vaguely remember hearing Evie cry once between 2AM & 6:30, but Nathan got up with her (or that may have been a dream).

At 6:30, I heard a whine, so I got up to go check on her. She was on her stomach with her head in the far corner of her crib. I felt of her back & she felt warm. Okay, so I'll go get the thermometer & check her temp. I push the button & the damn thing beeps like it's done. "68.9" WTF! I didn't even scan it! Again...push the button & it beeps. "68.9" Consistant, but again, WTF. So, I push the button, scan & it beeps. "Err". UGH! Push button, scan, "Err". Push button, scan, "Err". This whole time, I'm leaning over the edge of the crib trying not to fall in on top of the kid, but I didn't want to pick her up b/c she wasn't fully awake.

So, I push it again, scan, "95.8". Push button, scan, "95.8". Great...now it's telling me she's hypothermic. WHAT! Stupid POS! I can't believe it's 6:30 in the damn morning & I'm standing here in the dark with no glasses on & the stupid thermometer won't work.

Then I realize that the cap is still on.