What a rough night. This has probably been the hardest night Mallorie has had. She slept little, which means I slept none. She would moan and groan during the sleep she did get. Around 4am I checked her temperature and it was at 100.9. So I called the doctor to see what we needed to do. He told me that if it spiked to 101.5 within an hour to bring her to the ER.
When I last checked it about ten minutes ago, it was at 100.8. Glad it has not increased, but praying it will go down. We have a lot going on today with Madison and Logan returning to school from break and me starting back to work today. I am frustrated because I badly want things to get better and I feel like this is a setback. I don’t have any words of wisdom or inspiring thoughts, I just ask for prayer and patience. I want my little girl well. I want to she her running around and laughing. I want to hear her and Madison argue. I want the fight of waking her up for school. (She is not a morning person.) I want to hear her running up the stairs. I want to hear her sing and tell me stories about her day. I miss that.