Robby has officially entered stage 2 of Dengue Fever. His temperature has been hovering between 101 and 102 degrees. This is a welcome relief from the 104- 105 degree temperatures that he has been registering since Sunday. Yesterday he spent the majority of the day in our living room instead of his bed, and he even quietly played with his Legos for a little while!
It was wonderful seeing glimmers of my healthy
little boy. Unfortunately, I know that this reprieve is short lived.
Dengue Fever consists of three distinct stages each with predictable
hallmarks. In the next day or two as we enter stage 3, his fever will
inevitably rise as Dengue rages its final assault. On the positive side,
when the fever of stage 3 breaks, we begin the best stage- recovery.
have learned so much about Dengue Fever during the past week that I
have become a walking (okay, hobbling) encyclopedia on the topic. I'm
fairly confident that since the weekend, Scott and I have not had any
conversations that do not revolve around Robby's illness . Taking care
of him and trying to absorb as much information as possible has been
all-consuming. (I'm sure that my readers will be happy when Robby has
recovered just so they don't have to keep reading about it!)
I made a concerted effort to be happy and Christmas-y, and changed into
my favorite holiday sweatshirt and matching Santa pants. I listened to
Christmas music and even managed to bake a batch of sugar cookies while
Robby was napping. I really tried, but my attempt at lifting my spirits
was a failure. By 11:00 A.M. I had turned off the music, changed into
fresh pajamas, eaten at least a dozen cookies and curled up to watch
seemingly endless episodes of Tom and Jerry with Robby. I won't be able
to be happy until I know that Robby is out of the woods.
in a few days I'll be able to move forward with the other aspects of my
life. Right now, my focus is myopic. It is all Dengue- all the time.