I took Meg to the doctor where she clocked in at 100.6. She has a red, sore throat, but her ears seem clear (fingers crossed). His advice was to stagger doses of ibuprofen and Tylenol every 2-3 hours whenever her fever is over 101. Before we left, she got a dose of Motrin and after a bath and a bottle, her fever was down to 98.9. I hope it stays that way. She's clearly not herself, but I'm hoping a good rest and some medicine will make her feel better.
Her being sick is all my fault for actively congratulating myself for getting through her last illness. I won't be doing that again. At least not immediately.
Desperate for a good night's sleep since 2005.
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