105.7 and I am not talking about a dial on the radio.

The day after we got back from our week at Ocean City, NJ Sam picked up a nasty virus.  We are still not sure where she got it or exactly when it invaded her, but it certainly took residence in her body and wreaked havoc.

For over 24 hours, Sam had a fever of 105.7  My kids have never gotten fevers like this (and for the most part are very healthy), so it really made us take notice. It was hard not to freak out.  All the medicine we gave Sam did nothing to bring down the fever because she was also vomiting non-stop.  The medicine wouldn't stay down.  Not even water. Oh my!

Of course we were in constant contact with Sam's doctor for 2 days, even like at 1:30am.  Do we bring her to the ER/hospital?  What else can we do to get the fever down?   We brought her in for an office visit to rule our strep and a urinary tract infection (given her many potty issues).  There was no underlying cause we could find.  The only treatment prescribed was to give her alternating doses of Tylenol and Motrin every 3 hours around the clock - even waking her up during the night.  Use cold compresses, give her a lukewarm bath and try to get her to eat popsicles.  

Once she was finally able to get some of the medicine to stay in her, her fever finally broke.  I will never forget how deliriously happy I was at 4:00am when I took her temperature and it registered 103.1.  Who in their right mind would be happy seeing a number this high?  Me!  When you've gone more than 24 hours at 105+ temps, 103 is looking mighty good.  That morning Sam kept it steady at 101.3 for the next 12 hours, but that was ok.  The medicine was working and her body was doing what it needed to and fight the virus.  A full 3 days later (from when all this initially started) Sam got her temperature back to normal.

Here is the craziest thing about all this.  At no point did Sam become lethargic, delirious or being out of it.  Every time we spoke with her doctor, she asked us how Sam's temperament was.  Sam could be heard in the background being her usually feisty self.  She certainly didn't sound sick.  And as much as she was throwing up, she was still hungry. 

With the 3 days Sam was stuck at home this particular week and the 2 days Sam was stuck in the house the following week (with her GI clean out), Sam was a trooper.  Ian had friends pick him up for playdates and get him out of the house.  But Sam had no choice but to be home.  She did great.  At one point, Ian comes home at the end of the day spent at a local waterpark with friends. He walks in the house telling us all the fun he had.  Sam just looks at us and asks, "You think I can be let out tomorrow?"   It was very funny.