At Least I Don't Repeat Myself, Right?

Already been there, done that with an ear infection and strep throat, so I thought I'd give tonsillitis a spin. Mommy is quite familiar with this, since she had a tonsillectomy when she was five. She still apparently has a little bit of hearing loss from her bouts with it way back when.

Tonsillitis is the worst one yet. Since I have the kind caused by a virus, antibiotics would be pointless (and probably really yucky!)

I just wouldn't eat today, except for the Weight Watchers ice cream bar that Daddy got me to gobble down, and maybe seven cheerios. I even refused animal crackers and vanilla yogurt, which never happens.

I also have been refusing to drink any liquids, so Mommy and Daddy have been taking turns using an old Tylenol dropper to squirt water and LiquiLyte into my mouth a milliliter at a time. You could tell when I got another eyedropper full of liquid, since I howled and screamed every time. Mommy held me down while Daddy gave me the liquid at first, since I refused to submit to this voluntarily.

I puked up the LiquiLyte once, and my fever went close to 103, so Mommy and Daddy came this close to taking me to the hospital for an IV. I was pretty dehydrated, but fortunately I managed to soak a diaper before 8 pm. If I hadn't, Mommy and Daddy were going to have to figure out fast where the closest hospital to North Liberty was so they could start me on an IV.

(Don't worry, they figured it out for future reference. Fortunately, it's apparently a pretty good one, and there is a children's hospital there, too. At least, that's what they say. Here's hoping we never have to find out for real.)

I've never been this sick before, and never saw Mommy and Daddy get so worried about me.

Looks like this coming week is going to be a quiet one at home with Mommy, watching some Animal Planet and slowly getting my strength back. Story Time and play time at the recreation center will have to wait for a while. Dr Reinerston says that I should be over the worst of it within a week. All my parents can do for me right now is give me Tylenol, get whatever fluids they can down my throat and see if they can eventually tempt me with fruit juice bars, vanilla yogurt and maybe chocolate pudding.

I think I'll let Mommy know I'm feeling better in a most creative way. Yes.....rearranging her spice drawer all over the first floor would be a perfect way to do just that. But for now I have to rest and cuddle up with Quackers.