Obviously, fevers happen in a family with three kids. But that is the highest fever we have dealt with in awhile and it came in the midst of a pandemic. I won't lie to you. The moment I saw the thermometer, my heart dropped. I wasn't the only one. Clare asked, "Is Meg going to die?" When I assured her that kids have an amazing ability to fight off the coronavirus, she asked, "Are you going to catch it from Meg and die?" I have found it interesting that Clare's concern in the last week has not been about herself. She's terrified of losing someone she loves.
We immediately called the pediatrician and spoke with the triage nurse. She took the information and told me a doctor would return my call. Within the hour we were on FaceTime with one of the pediatricians from the practice. She was able to evaluate Meg's color and listen to her breathing and coughing. Meg didn't qualify for coronavirus testing because we could not identify a direct contact with a person who has tested positive for the virus. The doctor told us to treat her like she has the flu. However, she didn't recommend that we take her to the office for flu testing. Typically, due to Meg's asthma, they want to know if it she has the flu. But right now, it is better to stay home. The pediatrician gave me specific instructions on how frequently to use her two types of inhalers and how to provide fever reducing medicine. She also recommended Meg be kept away from her sisters.
After the call, there was a certain amount frustration. Uncertainty is the most anxiety-producing state in which to be. We are in the middle of a pandemic and I realized I would never know if my sick child would have tested positive for this awful virus. But then there were a lot of reasons to be thankful. She is a child and, based on what we have heard, even if she had the coronavirus, she would likely fight it off quickly. While she has asthma, that also means we already have inhalers in the house to keep her lungs strong. It also means I have an oximeter and can keep an eye on her oxygen levels. Additionally, live three blocks from a hospital. Less than that if we cut through backyards. If she showed any signs of breathing distress, I could get her to the hospital in minutes.
Meg slept well through the night. I checked on her periodically and her breathing seemed fine. When she woke up, her temperature had dropped. Today her fever has ranged from 99.5 to 100.5, which is obviously much better. We've kept her hydrated with Gatorade that, thankfully, I thought to put in one of our last food orders just in case someone got sick. She is doing well and, so far, no one else has become sick.
We have continue to find joy in the small things. Clare and Anne planned their own Colonial tea party today. They made sugar cookies, dressed in costumes and set the table in our nicest china.
Clare and Anne are watching the Mo Willems' Lunch Doodles every day. Clare taught herself to read using the Elephant and Piggy books and they still hold a special place in her heart. These lunch doodles have inspired the girls to be creative. Anne wrote her own picture book: The Mouse in High Heels. Meg and Clare have been working on a computer animation course, so Clare has decided to animate The Mouse in High Heels.
We loved the suggestion put out on Twitter by Sally Clarkson to tape paper to the bottom of your dining table and let kids paint like Michelangelo. As Clare and Anne painted under the table, Clare said, "When I think back on my childhood, this is what I am going to think of." I truly hope we have lots of those special memories during this time of quarantine.