Well, if having a baby next week on Tuesday wasn't big enough news in our lives Max went off and scared the crap out of us a couple days ago by getting very, very sick. Two mornings ago, we sent him to the Creche, a happy, bouncing boy. That same evening, my husband went to go pick him up and I mean literally off the floor because for the 30 minutes before we arrived he had been sprawled out on the floor with his dou dou staring off into space. He was feverish and then vomited on himself just as we were getting his coat on.
There has been two confirmed cases of Grippe A (N1H1) at his creche.
We high tailed it to this pediatrician's office which happens to be right across the street from our apt and then turned us away (!) saying it was gastro. I know gastro and when Max has it and this wasn't gastro. But then again, I didn't know what the flu would do to him since he's never had it. We walked across the street with the instructions of if he had a fever of 39°C for more than 24 hours we were supposed to take him to the hospital because our Ped's office isn't equipped to deal with Grippe A. I watched Max's temperature rise over the next 24 hours from 38.5 to 39.9°C. He would go from HOT to less HOT and just pant and stare off into space. Every once in a while letting me cajole him into drinking some water. And wouldn't let me out of his sight. He grasped my hand with his little, burning hand wanting me to stay with him. We called SOS Medecin to come to our apt at 2am because he had a 104°F temperature that wasn't breaking. Thank goodness they came fast and the doctor took his time examining Max. Everything seemed to say Flu except he was missing the cough which was typical of the Grippe A. He advised us to watch him another 24 hours and see how things.
Then this morning, Max woke up NORMAL. I laid in bed sleep deprived because I kept waking up all night long checking on him and to see my happy, bouncing boy sitting right in front of me waiting for me to wake up so we go have breakfast threw me for a loop this morning.
I laid in bed for a few my head spinning at how quickly things changed. Thank goodness for the better and not worse because we all know next week is going to be a big week for our family. But still... talk about complete calamity of the last 24 hours.
Since Max was sick it threw off my schedule and my to-do lists which included making massive batches of cookie dough for the tea house. But in a fit of despair and stress my husband asked if he could learn to make the cookies. I was skeptical but he had never offered to learn to make the cookies before and I thought, why not. These cookies are hard to make right because there isn't a written recipe (it's my mom's and I learned it by watching her make it through out my childhood) and every person I've tried to teach to make these cookies can't seem to grasp the ratios. Yes, my recipe has ratios and logic in them. The only person who can do it is my brother but then again he has the advantage of eating these cookies ALL of his life, practically.
So, last night while I was in tears and stressing out, Julien set out to make cookies while I directed him and he did a really good job. And I feel better today knowing that he can do it... then again, thinking about it this morning, he's eaten the original cookies made by mother many times so he has that to fall back on. My little brother can attest to this because Julien once ate an entire jar of my mom's cookies leaving only one for my brother as an after school snack. That was a big turning point in their relationship but I think they've recovered from it.
So, here's to staying healthy until BB gets here. That's the new mantra for the rest of this weekend. 2 days to go and she'll be here. Tuesday morning is the big day, let's hope for an uneventful weekend until then.
I am so glad that Max is ok now! I guess that it is better he got it now than 2 days later with the newborn possibly being exposed to whatever bug that was... Good luck to the 3/4 of you!
Posted by: Caroline | November 28, 2009 at 14:03
So happy to hear Max is over such a scary thing and back to his normal self. Can't wait to see all of you tomorrow for our belated Turkey Day, too.
Posted by: The Bold Soul | November 28, 2009 at 14:58
How scary for Max and how exciting for BB!!! I am sure you can't wait to see her face and smell that sweet baby smell! It makes me teary eyed just remembering it and my girls birth was just 5 weeks ago!
Posted by: Ashley | November 28, 2009 at 15:31
Oh honey, such stress you didn't need. J is a prince, so glad he is who he is, and relieved to hear Max is better today. Can't wait for BB to be here. Tell J we expect photos and SMS because I know you'll be out of commission for a few days. Love you!
Posted by: La Rêveuse | November 28, 2009 at 16:31
What an ordeal! Best Wishes.
Posted by: Ninotchka Beavers | November 28, 2009 at 16:54
Yikes!! I'm *so* relieved and happy that Max conquered the flu so quickly and that Julien came through with flying colors on the cookie baking. You guys really know how to pull it together! :-) I'm very pleased to know that you got my little gifts (thanks, Julien!). I look forward to seeing you at l'Oisivethé the next time I manage to make it to Paris. The hat maker is a good friend of mine who makes wonderful pillow covers, blankets, scarves and other garments out of recycled sweaters. And I'm delighted to know that Max and I both belong to the "Harold and the Purple Crayon" fan club. Rest, relax and take exquisite care of yourself -- my very best wishes to you and the entire family!!!
Posted by: Margaret | November 29, 2009 at 04:32
Oh Aimee, that must of been such a fright for you and your husband. So pleased for you all that little Max is back to normal..just in time for the birth of BB..
Posted by: anne | November 29, 2009 at 11:40
Glad our little buddy is ok. Hugs to you all...can't wait for Tues...
Posted by: Mary Anne | November 29, 2009 at 15:46