I took Andy back to the doctor on Wednesday. We thought he was getting better so he went to school on Monday, but by Wednesday morning he was still lethargic and had no appetite and was still coughing horribly. I let him go to school because he didn't have a fever and had missed so much the week before, but ended up picking him up early for the doctor appointment. It was a good thing I did, because he had pneumonia. Just the beginning of it, but still it was there. Ugh.
The doctor said he could go to school on Thursday because he wasn't really contagious anymore, but Wednesday night he had a fever of 101.6 which meant he wasn't going to school on Thursday. So many days of sick, sad Andy and so many missed days of school. For some weird reason his teacher didn't send any make-up work home, even after I asked, but I didn't push it. He wouldn't have wanted to do it anyway and I didn't want to have to make him do it.
Just as he was trying to get over all this sickness the weather changed and the temperature dropped. A lot. On Wednesday it was in the mid-seventies, on Thursday it started getting colder and by Friday it was in the mid-forties. Friday morning there was snow on the ground. SNOW. Don't get me wrong, I'm not delusional, I knew it was going to snow here. I mean, we live in Colorado now. However, I did not know it was going to snow on October 5th. Not a good sign. It's going to be a long winter.
So, Andy's turning the corner on this lengthy illness, and I am starting to realize what a long, cold winter it's going to be. I know I'll survive, I'm just not going to be happy about it.
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