Seclusion, Day 7

AKA: I am slowly going crazy.....

We have had a bear of a week in the Callegari household.

Last Saturday Ellie had a mild fever and really wasn't acting like herself.  I figured it was teeth (which is my go-to answer for anything these days, since homegirl is 11 month old and still only has two chompers).  Then I noticed a diaper rash that had some white bumps in it.  I consulted my mom-of-girl friends who assured me that was possible.

The bumps seemed to disappear as a truly nasty diaper rash and bout of diarrhea took over.  I decided I should make her an appointment at the doc while Drew was at school on Tuesday.

As we prepped to leave the house for the doctor, I got a call from Drew's school saying he had a 101 fever and I had to come get him.  I called the doctor, let them know I was bringing in two munchkins, and we made a day of it.  Strep tests and flu tests came back clean and we got the dreaded "just a cold."

The next day Drew woke up with no fever, but a rash of bumps on the top of his thigh.  Called the doc, who said that sometimes happens when a fever breaks and they weren't concerned.  But I saw the bumps start to spread.  Wednesday afternoon I made us another appointment at the doc for Thursday morning.  Drew was fever-free and acting totally normal, so he WAS going to school once they confirmed this was just a "fever breaking rash."

She took one look at said "chicken pox."  Awesome.  Except then she looked in his mouth.  The bumps were in his mouth, ruling out chicken pox and positively identifying hand foot and mouth disease (or, in my son's case, thigh butt and mouth disease).  Highly contagious, but the kid feels fine.  Its the WORST kind of sickness.

Looking back, Ellie had a much more mild version on Sunday, but the diaper rash covered it up and the doctor couldn't see the bumps when we were in on Tuesday.

So D was quarantined until Monday.  Yet somehow, in the midst of quarantine, I managed to catch a cold on Friday and pass it on to the rest of my family on Saturday.  The snot levels in this house were serious, but I felt 100,000 times better today.  I think we are going to make it.

Except for Ellie, who was gnawing on her hands and drooling like a faucet today.  Teeth, I hope.