So Joshua woke up in pretty good spirits this morning...I thought maybe, just maybe, that meant that his sore throat was on the mend. I guess I thought too quickly. Steve called me this afternoon to report that Josh was still feeling really bad and is refusing to eat. He normally doesn't eat much anyway and when he is refusing to eat it gives this Momma even more cause to worry. So now I am in the middle of trying to call his Dr. it's 1 in the afternoon, what are the chances I can get them to squeeze him in? What are the chances I can even get through?
Leaving a message on their machine is hopeless, they probably wouldn't return my call until Monday, if even then. I guess I should take that as a good sign that they are so busy, it means they do a good job right? I really do love our Dr. I hate watching my kids suffer, every mother does. My "big" boy suddenly melts back into my baby boy. And watching him suffer? Well you might as well rip out my heart, stomp on it, and then kick it across the room for good measure. I need him to be healthy, not only for my heart's sake ;) but also for the fact that we'll be doing so much traveling in the next few weeks.
Well they are going to squeeze him in at 2:30...SUCCESS! I'm so glad I won't have to drag him over to the weekend clinic. Hopefully they'll get him feeling better quickly. I will keep you updated :)
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