Friday, December 25, 2009

G-Momo: It’s Christmas! Happy birthday Jesus. Sarah woke up cheerful, but still running a temperature. I gave her more fever reducer. She had a banana for breakfast but refused yogurt. Sarah got a kitchen from G-Momo and Guffaw. She likes the phone and the numbers on it. She laughed at the mechanical dog toy from Auntie Amber, and the helicopter from Uncle Steve scared her at first but she laughs when it crashes. She did a lot of cute and funny things. She wanted to go to the park, and she stood by the door signing for her hat and saying “Please.” Then she put on the Santa hat and pointed at the door. “Please.” We told her “not now, maybe later” and finished the Christmas morning traditions.

Sarah put her sippy cup full of juice into her toy refrigerator and went off to play. G-Momo put the juice in the real refrigerator. A little while later Sarah came back to her toy refrigerator for her juice, and it wasn’t there. She had put it in there with purpose.

Sarah took a couple of naps on Christmas, and she did her night night routine with Guffaw. She went down without a fuss. I checked on her when her fever reducer meds were supposed to wear off, and she had a 104.0 temp. I gave her more medicine and called the on call nurse at Kaiser, Marsha. I also paged the metabolic doctor just to be on the safe side. Coincidentally, Dr. Mardach is in Africa, too. I spoke to Dr. Tiller, who checked her chart and told me to keep doing what I was doing and watch for the warning signs. He was very nice, and spent a good amount of time on the phone with me evaluating Sarah’s condition and prior test results. I’m praying she feels better tomorrow. Her spirits are good though, especially since she’s sick and her routine is disrupted.

Guffaw’s bonus material: Sarah is so good natured that it was hard to tell she was sick. She was cute and adorable, but with a little less energy, so when her temperature spiked it caught us by surprise. She remains clever. While I had her on the counter to brush her teeth she saw a towel hook that came off the wall. (We had just put it there until we got replacement screws.) She found the four old screws that go to it and proceeded to insert the screws into the holes in the hook.