When I came home from work Monday morning, Jackson was at my house. My younger daughter, Shawn, keeps him on Mondays until I get home. He wasn't feeling well, and she took his temperature. It was 100.7 under his arm. We called his Mommy and she made an appointment to get him to the doctor. He was so pitiful. He just laid on the couch with a cool rag on his head. Shawn took this picture of him with her phone to text to Shannon. Well, his regular pediatrician couldn't see him, so he had to see Dr. D. He didn't think it was H1N1, and he called it a fever virus. I wasn't so sure, but he's the doctor. Later that night his fever ran 103, and he was feeling terrible. I talked her into seeing regular pediatrician yesterday, and they got him right in. The swab confirmed what I expected...swine flu. They started him on the Tamiflu, and started Shannon since she is 8 months pregnant, to hopefully prevent her from getting it, too. I hope that waste of a 24 hour period didn't hurt anything. Please pray for them, and that no one else gets it. My elderly parents certainly don't need it, and we were all exposed. I just don't understand why the first doctor didn't swab him to make sure, especially since Shannon is pregnant. They are quarrantined at home for the rest of the week. I miss my sweet boy.
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