Happy 1st Birthday Max! 6-13-12

MAX B.C. (before cake)

                                             MAX A.D. (after destruction)

Rosie-whaat?

It's 3:00 pm, you're at work, your phone rings and it's your son's daycare. I normally try not to panic when this happens. It's usually a fever, which usually is owed to some new teeth coming in; we usually get him home, usually give him Tylenol, we cuddle, usually he's all better the next day. Such was not the case a few weeks ago. (Wednesday June 6 to be precise). "Come get Max, he has a 102 fever." they say. So I did. When I got there they warned me that a little girl had Roseola but they didn't know until it was too late. Not knowing what Roseola was I somewhat brushed it off thinking "I'm sure Max is just getting more teeth." I took him home, gave him Tylenol, we cuddled, he seemed better. I was smug in my accurate diagnosis of my son's issue. Pah! I put Max to bed at his usual time. Two hours later he was fussing and inconsolable. Couldn't give him more Tylenol, it wasn't time yet and he was burning up! This went on for several more days and endless nights. I would watch the clock, waiting the recommended 6 hour waiting period between dosing to relieve my little guy of his pain and his fever. Saturday he seemed to be better. Then came the red dots. Sunday, the full blown rash. Still cranky, upset and aparently still not feeling well, Max looked even worse. These pictures don't really do the rash justice, but thankfully they didn't itch or anything (or so I read).

 

By the following Tuesday (June 12) he was back to 100% maximum Max! And so ready to get out of the house and celebrate his birthday. Ok so Roseola...CHECK. We can cross that one off the list.