The school called right before pick up time to tell me Quinn had a fever of 101. I picked him up, and he is sick, probably the flu. Poor little guy is miserable. He was fine when he left this morning for school. Ugh.
I talked with the surgeon and he cancelled the surgery. It has been rescheduled for November 11th.
I am putting him in a plastic bubble for the next two weeks, and will allow him no contact with the germy, outside world. Anyone who comes in contact with him will have to decontaminate themselves with germacide. Including his siblings for that matter, since he probably contracted this from his 11yo brother, who has been sick for over a week and still has not learned the art of covering his mouth when coughing.
Two more weeks of anticipation, stress and anxiety.
I am one to believe that everything happens for a reason, so I just need to chill and accept that today.
On the funny side, what were the odds that after almost 2 months of waiting, this would happen in the last 19 hours pre-op?????
Oh my goodness! That is a lot of barfing kids! Yikes! I hope you guys don’t all get it.
I am just thankful that if he was going to get sick, it happened today. If he had spiked a temp during surgery they would have thought anesthesia reaction and pumped him full of steroids. And if he had spiked post-op, they would have thought he had an infection from the surgery, and pumped him full of the big gun antibiotics.
It is just frustrating. Ah well, he is rescheduled for November 11th. 2 more weeks of anxiety, instead of 2 months.
I forgot to say good luck with that decontamination! we have the stomach flu going around here, and my daughter’s class had 17 of 25 absent today (and one was her)!
I wondered why you were commenting on my blog when he was supposed to be in surgery. Your blog is probably worth $0 because you so recently moved it.