Well, we were supposed go to Atlantic City this past weekend to celebrate my birthday (which was a couple of weeks ago). But, around 11pm Thursday night, little Miss Razz decided she wanted to come down with a fever. A high fever. It started off at 102.4. We gave her meds, her fever went down and we went to bed. She was laying on my arm and around 3:40am, I asked pDaddy to check her temp. She was 104 something. We gave her meds and it went down. Actually, that’s how our whole weekend went down – w/fevers going up…fevers going down and some puking in between.
Friday – Miss Razz had her fever which went as high as 104.6 and as low as 101.1. We stayed in, finally closed on our re-fi (after 3 months…this could be a whole other entry), my parents stopped by to visit and it was relatively quiet.
Saturday – I lounged on the counch for most of the afternoon w/Razz. We were trying to nap, but we would wake up b/c was so congested, she couldn’t breathe. Poor girl sounded like a donkey / gaggle of geese. Her fevers were up and down again today.
Sunday – Same as Saturday except that we missed out on my niece’s bowling bday party. pDaddy and Beans went to represent our fam. Razz finally caught up a bit on her sleep since she slept from 1:30pm-7:00pm. She woke up a few times, but would go right back to sleep.
I feel so bad for her…she hasn’t had a very good appetite and when she nurses, she has to keep coming up for air…like she’s swimming.