After not sleeping for 2 nights, walking around looking and feeling like the living dead, I can honestly say that I am delicately balancing on the brink of exhaustion-induced psychosis. To be blunt, my emotions are shot and I am pretty much a mess.
With this in mind, today when I checked Markie's temperature and the digital readout STARTED at 103 degrees - that was all I needed to set me off in full-tilt-freak out mode. With a thermometer reading 103.9 degrees in one hand and the phone to my doctor in the other - the poor receptionist had to deal with my wrath. I am convinced that when you start a conversation to your doctor's office with "I AM FREAKING OUT!" it is a very effective method to get the care that you need. This theory was tested and proven today as the response was for me to bring him right in - which I did. The diagnosis was that he is suffering from a common virus that will most likely show up in both of my other kids before the week is out. Now that sure is something to look forward to! I can hardly wait!