This week has been a long week. I woke up this morning not actually sure what day it was. Jake has been ill. Again.
Surprisingly enough, his cough hasn’t been as bad this time, but he has had a high temperature since Sunday. He just hasn’t been himself. He’s been really groggy, napping twice a day by choice, without me having to convince him he wants to. Taking himself to bed of a night. Just a completely different little boy. Even the doctor could tell he wasn’t himself.
At 5am yesterday morning, his temperature reached 40.4 (104.72). That was scary. We ran a cool bath, opened the windows, gave paracetamol and ibuprofen and managed to get it back down. It stayed down for the majority of the day yesterday, and then at tea time got high again.
I’m just so tired of him being ill all the time.
Today, he seems better in himself and he had a good night’s sleep, but his temperature is still high. Hopefully we are over the worst of it.
One important lesson I have learned over the last few days is that when I make a cup of coffee, not to leave it out of reach, because chances are he will fall asleep on me, and it will go cold.