Barely did we all get well when sickness returned. At least three of us had bits of that long cold that lingered for really long. But we'd all gotten back to decent health. But now Ben's got a fever. We took him to the doctor's this morning and she did the checks of his heart and lungs and peered into his ears before getting out the tongue depressor (do tongue depressors grow up thinking they're going to be Popsicle sticks only to wake one day to the cruel reality of their career path?) and peering down Ben's throat. As soon as she did, she kicked off and wheeled that little wheely chair backwards away from him really fast while exclaiming that he was definitely sick - little white bumps on his throat.
So, a nurse was called in and together, with Lori restraining Ben, they took a culture. The rapid test came back negative for strep so now the longer test must be done we'll learn on Monday what's going on. In the meantime, a cycle of fevers and over-the-counter medication to make him feel better.
And so we've missed his nephew's birthday party and we have to reschedule his grandma's birthday party.
The absolute worst part is that he's unable to even tell us how or where he hurts - just that he feels "yucky." and we're unable to convince him that the medicine will help so every adminstration (via dropper into his mouth) is a struggle where one of us has to hold him in place with his arms restrained just so the other can give him the medicine. Of course, within 10-15 minutes the fever drops and he's giggling and laughing, but he's not making the connection with the medicine this time around.