Sick Monkey

I should have known something was wrong when Tucker hadn’t begun to stir at 8:00 this morning.  When I went in to wake him up for school, he was hot-hot-hot.  The thermometer* confirmed that he does indeed have a temperature.  So, we’ve been lying around today snuggling (I get the best snuggles ever when my little man is ill), reading books, and enjoying a Kipper marathon.  Well, Tucker enjoyed the Kipper marathon.  Me, well…I’ll just say thank goodness for the many addicting apps I have on my iPhone (by the way, Bad Piggies is a total letdown after Angry Birds).

Sadly, I haven’t been yet been able to give him a proper dose of kiddie ibuprofen to help him feel better.  He is violently opposed to taking any type of medication so I have to get sneaky and hide it in his juice.  He hardly drank any of it.  Sigh.  Anyway, he’s sleeping it off now.  And he wasn’t too sick to make sure I brought his truck up for him to snooze with.  So that’s a relief.  Regardless, I’m sure I’ll be in his room countless times in the next few hours taking his temperature 48 times to make sure it doesn’t creep up to the danger zone.  I’ll keep you posted.

*I’m constantly annoyed with the $75 thermometer we have.  It’s supposed to be the same as the ones in the doctor’s office, but it’s unreliable.  This is the fourth one I’ve purchased, each more expensive than the last as none of them work for shit.  The most accurate way to take Tucker’s temperature using the current one is to do it five or six times.   Annoying!  If anybody has an awesome reliable thermometer, can you shoot me a comment with the brand name and type?  Thanks!

Snuggles!

“Mom, stop it with the camera already. Can’t you see I don’t bloody feel well?”