It’s been a bit rough with Chelsea this past week. She’s been whiney and fussy off and on all week, and we’ve gone through various diagnoses to try to figure out just what the heck is going on. Is she getting a tooth? A molar? Is she experiencing separation anxiety because she’s spending more time at daycare and I’m going back to work part-time? Does she have an ear infection? Is she some other kind of sick? This would be a great time for her to start talking.
Yesterday afternoon I picked her up from daycare and heard that she’d had an almost-four hour nap in the morning (which has never happened before), and she was sleeping again when I got there at 4:30. I took her to the walk-in clinic, waited an hour to see the doctor, and he confirmed she had a fever. A high one.
Oh, Chelsea, just what is going on? They ran some tests but don’t have any conclusive reasons. I’m sure all parents go through this worry – it’s her first fever.
In a few days it will all be over, but for the meantime I sit and wonder: when will she be alright? I want my always-sunny-and-happy-go-lucky little Chelsea back. It’s no fun being sick, especially when you don’t know why.