The day started out bad, it should have been the first clue that things were headed in a dark direction.
I got up and attended the bird, and began the wonderful process of creating exquisite aromas throughout our home. At 7:00am Cole came walking out of our bedroom and was making a wretching face, like he was going to be sick. Cole is Autistic as you know, and his speech is very limited although he will speak if spoken to sometimes. It is hard for him to tell us when something is not just right.
I hurried him off to the bathroom where he proceeded to vomit, and get quite upset. He was burning up with fever it was 102.7. He looked and felt awful. I proceeded to get Nichole up and let her know how sick he was. Sickness never knows a holiday you know.
I was sick often as a child on holidays, I can recall it very well. As Nichole and I prepared our feast, Cole continued to get more sick as the day went on, more vomiting not able to get even the smallest of liquid down, he was dehyrdating and I knew it.
Our family and friends arrived, and then things got even crazier. A full house with a sick child is never fun. The dinner came together and it looked truly amazing, Cole was even more lethargic and I became very concerned with him. We sat down to eat, and he laid on the couch barely awake. I enjoyed the food, but ate very little. I was more concerned with my little guy.
I finally convinced Nichole we should call Peds After Hours and see what they suggested we do for him. They had a nurse speak with us and after a lengthy intake process we were instructed to call 911 and have Cole taken to the ER immediately. Now mind you, I do not think he needed the ambulance ride, but I was very concerned and we followed their instructions.
Upon arrival there, he was at 103.9 and his heart rate was Tachy, and they were concerned. We had to get an IV in him pronto, which was no picnic, and it made me cry. He was sick but could still fight, and that was a good thing they said. After prying his mouth open literally they finally got a throat swab and fluids began to flow into him. They came back pretty quickly to advise us that his blood work showed an elevated white count, and he was positive for Strep Throat.
I had left my house in a whirlwind, with my brother and sister n law and Alan and Mom and our friends Linda and Elijah still sitting at the dinner table.
When I returned home around 4 hours later, they had cleaned up my house and kitchen and it was amazing and wonderful.
Cole is still really sick, and is not drinking well, nor will he take the antibiotic so I am still concerned about him. We are keeping a really close eye on him.
Other than that, I am truly glad that I did not eat much at all! I remember years and years of over indulgence and feeling totally sick after Thanksgiving meals. Certainly not the case this year! Woo Hoo!
I was told over and over how skinny I am getting. LOL
Funny I certainly do not feel skinny. However, I am starting to see a difference when I look into my mirror.