I consulted Dr. Google tonight. Yes, that very thing I tell my patients’ families NOT to do. I did it.I tell parents not to because it will only scare the living bejeebus out of you.
Don’t do it.
Still I consulted Dr. Google tonight.
Daniel has had a fever since Sunday. A holy hell why is it so high kind of fever since Sunday.
Last night it spiked up to 104.6º Farenheit and yes, I said to myself, “WTF?! Why is this fever so high?” Then I answered myself, it’s a virus…you know, sudden onset and all that…has to be a virus which means there’s not much we can do except try to alleviate the symptoms, er, symptom. All he has had is this fever, this crazy, stupid fever. The boy has no other physical complaints and he has his appetite.Check that. He has a rather huge appetite…more than his normal appetite.
What’;s going on here?
Then this afternoon, the fever broke…for three whole hours. But by dinner time it was back up to 101.3º.
So, because the doctor’s office closed at 5PM, I consult with Dr. Google.
I should know better.
I DO know better.
I came thisclose to rushing off to the hospital ready to demand a full workup. But first, dinner because the boy was hungry. And he ate a chicken taco and a bunch of grapes; and he guzzled two glasses of pink lemonade.
An hour later, his temp spiked back up to 104.1.
We’re seeing the pediatrician first thing tomorrow. I’m sure that either (a) she will tell me it is a virus and I just need to let it run its course or (b) he will be completely fever-free and remain so. Meanwhile I am alternating ibuprofen and tylenol doses every four hours.
And I am totally firing Dr. Google.