Yesterday was horrible. Thomas was fine until lunch time and then it all went wrong. He started caughing more and more, he refused his milk as his throat was very painful. He cried all afternoon, slept a lot but only on us. with this heat we were afraid of him getting dehydrated as he was not drinking anything. I checked his temperature and he has a bit of a fever so i gave him some calpol. We spent all afternoon trying to give him some fluids and reassuring him. He was so weak poor lad he could barely open his eyes. and when he did, they looked all watery, like he was going to faint.
I called the doctor of a surgery ( mine is only open in the morning) and the doc was in a bit of a strop because i was not registered there. He told me to come round but by the time i would have had thomas ready to go anywhere the surgery was closed
I wanted to take him to the walking centre and my oh told me not to because of the heat and the wait. I phone nhs direct and they told me to phone the local doctor, which i did previously so did not phone again. Anyway, we kept on trying and finally around 7, he drank his milk and he managed to drink 10 ounces in 2 hours. He then fell asleep and slept through. This morning he looked fine. i gave him his antibiotics and he did not seem to have any side effects on this.
I wonder what it is going to be like when he is going to have a big illness like chicken pox or other, i felt so useless and so panicked. I was crying because i could not comfort him. OH was brilliant, he was calm ( i was in a state seeing him suffering like this) and he handled things brilliantly. But i hate it when i do not know what is wrong with thomas because i cannot take the pain away.
Sorry for the long and not very understandable post
I called the doctor of a surgery ( mine is only open in the morning) and the doc was in a bit of a strop because i was not registered there. He told me to come round but by the time i would have had thomas ready to go anywhere the surgery was closed

I wonder what it is going to be like when he is going to have a big illness like chicken pox or other, i felt so useless and so panicked. I was crying because i could not comfort him. OH was brilliant, he was calm ( i was in a state seeing him suffering like this) and he handled things brilliantly. But i hate it when i do not know what is wrong with thomas because i cannot take the pain away.
Sorry for the long and not very understandable post
