Quarantine Journals - Oliver Fever

When I woke up this morning, Richard and I already taken all of her for a nap at 10 AM. He fell sleep superquick, slept for about 45 minutes, and then they came out. Whenever I picked Oliver up I noticed that he felt hot and ask Richard if he was running a fever. He said no, that Oliver and asked him to take his temperature earlier that morning and I have been fine. After several minutes of just him not cooling down, I went got the thermometer myself and took his temperature. 99.8. Rolled out the red carpet for my anxiety.

He spent most of today nursing. He was literally being held by Richard or by me, usually on the couch, for the entire day. Not once did he get down on the floor to play. Not once did he get down on the floor. Period.  He was falling asleep on me at lunchtime, so Richard took him for another nap, which lasted about 45 minutes again. Then he sat on the couch with me and nursed for probably 2 1/2 to 3 hours while we played video games and watched a movie. He just seemed miserable, honestly. His temperature stayed about the same 99.8 on the temporal thermometer. He went to bed at seven, and still felt like a furnace when I got up. He woke back up about an hour later and Richard took him to bed in the other bedroom.

I'm trying not to let my anxiety get the best of me. But obviously illness or a fever is not exactly what anybody wants to see right now. I'm worried that we somehow caught Covid – 19, and I'm just worried about catching anything and getting sick again in general. I don't mean to sound selfish, but my rib cage feels broken 90% of the day, and my energy level has just been tanking the last several days. I don't feel like I can handle another bout of anything, especially not this deadly virus.

A few days ago, Oliver was saying that his teeth hurt, and I was hoping that maybe this was just teasing until he was obviously just feeling miserable. I tried to ask him what hurt, but you know how it is with a two-year-old… They're not always able to convey that kind of information. I'm wondering now if when he was saying his teeth hurt, he really meant his throat hurt. Only time will tail, and I'm feeling quite nervous. There's been so many rumors that you shouldn't use Advil if you have covid- 19, and now they're saying maybe it doesn't matter, but I still don't feel good about it. Of course, like toilet paper, Tylenol has been sold out everywhere for months so I have nothing to offer him other than  A Tylenol suppository or Advil. 

I'm hoping he sleeps well and has tonight and his fever has broke by tomorrow. Maybe it's all just some weird little fluke, and will all be back on the right track for Monday. I'm not feeling particularly helpful, and I'm starting to feel guilty and bad about the fact that I'm just spending my days playing video games and doing this and that without any tangible productivity on the business side. We got out Fabric. yesterday to start making her own cloth masks, but every time I start to look at patterns I have a panic attack. Especially when you start talking about making one that's child size. I am glad that the CDC is my only recommending that people wear them though. I wish they would make it mandatory, like much of what they should've done months In terms of keeping people at home.