Here we go

Thoughts for today:
I walked in to my month-old office after crying all the way to work. My little cubicle was decorated all over with Birthday wishes from a couple of my office mates. Wow! It was really what I needed. I am not sure they will ever really know how much it meant to me. This week has been really difficult being out West. My mother-in-law was in the hospital, my dearest friend's birthday was this week, and mine is tomorrow... all with them on the East Coast and us out here in the desert. It's funny how a little crepe paper, streamers, a birthday card, and some whiteboard well-wishes can make you feel "at home"... well sort of.

I left my office a little later than I wanted to. It's so funny how much I miss the Little Guy (LG) during the day. I know he is having fun, but I still am not convinced its the right place for him... but more on that later, I'm sure. So I was speeding to get him! I mean, I was running some pretty "orange" lights just so I could be there right at 3 to get him. He was pretty fussy and when I picked him up, I just knew it. FEVER! Yep, he had a fever. Of course. We have an event tonight for daddy/hubby and LG has a fever. I get him home, take his temp... 101.6. Put him in a tepid bath and begin squirting Baby Tylenol down his mouth. Giving him some juice instead of water to entice him to drink more, I let him play in the tube while he fusses, cries, laughs, and whines in the tub.

Call the peds office... yeah, no dice because although we have a well appt. scheduled, he is not a patient in their practice yet so we cannot bring him in. They suggest the urgent care. Not too thrilled about this reality but we have to make sure its not an ear infection or something.

We decide to go to daddy/hubby's event since there will be free food (did I mention he is in grad school so free food is nice and, well, its really not free! We are paying a pretty penny for it). Get free food, let him play and get nice and distracted, then take him to urgent care.

Urgent care: CREEPY at first. I mean, its 6:45Pm and there are about 6 people waiting... only one other mommy with kids. I think it was an injured finger or something... but she had her hands full. I was just thinking how glad I was to only have ONE on nights like tonight.

Places like that gross me out. I mean, I am not usually a germ-a-phob but who knows what these people have? So, he does not leave my lap. The bink falls several times so we run out of binks from the 4 in my purse. Ok, now we wait and listen to McCain talk about whatever and Obama promote himself on something. Who knows... we were waiting. A couple other little ones came in... then there was a woman who came in really angry about not getting pain meds or something. Fortunately the nurse called us back just then! Praises!

She was very nice, gave him a tongue depressor and a sticker with Nimo the fish on it. He was fine. Of course, I did not put him down in the examining room! Heck no! Who knows what's been in those rooms. In walks our Dr... or intern? I mean, I think he was easily 4 years younger than me, fresh out of med school... maybe. But, he was nice and he just let me hold LG while he checked him out. And, the best news of all. Just a cold! The fever, probably a virus! Ears look good so just watch him and make sure he drinks lots of fluids and gets lots of rest. YAY! No antibiotics! No ear infection.

Daddy calls on the way home. Is excited about the good news but all I hear really is chanting and singing and all that grad school camaraderie building that they do -- I guess.

One last note: we don't really know too many people in this desert valley. Babysitters are limited but we have one for tomorrow's birthday dinner. At least, I thought we did. While on the phone hubby lets me know there has been a friend's mom die unexpectedly and now potential baby sitters might have to cancel. UGH. No fun!

I will just have to see what happens this weekend! Happy labor day!