Monster J is sick, again. I am so tired, and scared, and frustrated, and sad, and did I mention tired? The doctors said yes he sick (uh duh), but they don’t know what exactly he’s sick with. He tested negative for strep and flu, but his throat and tonsils are severely inflamed, not to mention his fever of almost 103 last night. They told us that if his fever continues to spike this high that he could go into seizures. J has a huge lineup of medicines he is taking, so hopefully he will be normal, or at least on the road to back to normal, soon.
I am so scared and helpless, and my heart aches for him. I wish I could take this sickness for him so he doesn’t have to suffer. I am at work now, but everytime my mind wanders over to him (about every 2 seconds or so) I just want to cry, and sometimes I do. This is not some life-threatening sickness, but he is so pathetic right now that it’s heartbreaking to watch. Nothing calms him down, not even his puppies. He just cries, and cries, and cries, and did I mention the crying? A little piece of me dies inside with every moan, cry and tear. I just wish I could make it better.
