Houston, we have a problem

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?????