The rest of the story...July 4th

We jinxed ourselves... I truly believe it! (well... not really but it sure seems like every time we think that something bad happens!) We had just been talking about how Nate has been healthy for over a month now. So we should have known... a month is much too long to expect him to be healthy. A few of us have had sinus issues and even poor Gabe had been sick and finally got on medication for sinus and ear infections but Nate had so far lucked out and been doing great. And then on the morning of the 3rd had started acting tired and worn down. And he got a fever. And he slept... through the parade. And even had no desire to wake up and see the tractors at the end of the parade, which is just not like him because he LOVES tractors. We took him to the derby with us for a while. He is so darn cute. He was completely out of it but every time people clapped he would clap. It looked like it took everything out of him to do it but he did. He finally went back to the hotel room with Kinzee and continued to burn up whenever the Motrin wore off. By the time we got back to the room we had become increasingly concerned because we knew he would not be able to see his doctor before Tuesday and there was no way we would take him to the ER here. We were hoping our 'family' doctor would be there but they said they had a doctor from out of town on. But by midnight we knew that if we didn't take him in we would be in so much trouble. He goes from acting just fine, to deathly ill in hours, and this night was no exception. We knew it was HORRIBLE when Thayne and Garrett tried to give him a blessing... he ALWAYS lets them give him blessings and this time he was fighting them and crying from pain and fever. You could tell he was hurting to even swallow and at the derby right before we sent him to the hotel I noticed white spots on his throat. Not what we needed!

Thankfully the one nurse knew us and told us to come right in. When the doctor came in and first heard he was just fevered and had a sore throat I am sure he thought we were crazy for bringing him in.... but then we explained that we really do not freak out except for him. He asked about how many kids we had and was shocked to hear we had 15 and after hearing his history he barely looked at him, just glanced in his throat and agreed that there was white pus pockets and regardless of the results of a strep test he wanted to start him right on medication. We had hoped to stay in Utah until today and take the kids to the zoo but those plans were quickly scrapped and we decided that we would come right home yesterday. He started him on meds that night, and he is no longer burning up with a fever but he still talks like he has a mouth full of mush and he is worn out and still very sick, and his cough sounds awful. His breathing is rattled, even though it is likely his reflux, that is how it always ends up being. But it is no less scary to know that we have done this before! It is HORRIBLE to see him like this. Scary!!! It still terrifies me and brings back horrible memories. Especially since it has been 2 years this month since we came so close to losing him to strep pneumonia!

Hopefully by tomorrow we will see a big improvement. If not he will be headed back to the doctor. I am worried that he will need his tonsils out. Because nothing is ever easy with him. But we will pray that it doesn't have to happen!

Poor baby boy...we are all praying that you heal quickly!!!