Project 365 Week 17 20 – 26 April 2014 Poorly Ickle me :(

 Wednesday, I wouldn’t even have my weetabix, which I have every morning, and love. Mummy rang the doctors and took me there. The doctor said I have a virus. She put a funny thing in my ears, and in my mouth. It was horrible, I wasn’t very happy at all. Then I had to strip off! And the doctor put a cold thing on my chest and my back. All in all I was very grumpy. The doctor said mummy was doing everything right and to carry on. She said I just had to wait until it passed. Mummy took me for some lovely toast, hoping I’d eat some, which I did. I did not want medicine though. And I was very sleepy, poorly, quiet, floppy, mummy was quite worried. We met Granny Jane, and she said I had to take my medicine. I’m not sure why, but I let her give it to me. Within 20 minutes I felt so much better. We went for a walk, the weather had brightened up and it was nice, I slept again. I was much brighter after my sleep and mummy hoped the worst was over. We went home and I had some fruit for tea. I am not eating my usual vegetables or chicken or fish, I just don’t feel like it. I did have medicine at bedtime, but mummy and Lea had to pin me down to give it to me! 

Thursday I had my medicine, we were up early because I has an appointment at the dietician, that’s another story. I felt ok, not too bad, but my nose would just not stop running. And it was green now 🙁 sorry about telling you that! I had paracetamol at lunch time like a good boy. It was another lovely warm day and we went to Seaside Village for a little walk and a drink. Kath in my favourite cafe was really sorry that I was poorly, and she gave me a teacake to take home and toast, because they are my favourite, and even though I am poorly, I still ate some! As we left Seaside Village late afternoon, I started feeling really unwell. I felt so hot, and poorly, and I just sat in my car seat and drifted in and out of sleep. We got home, and I had a fruit pot for tea, then mummy gave me medicine at 6pm. My temperature was 38.8 I sat on mummy’s knee, and I was very floppy, and hot and I couldn’t stop my eyes rolling. I was shaking a bit, and my heart was beating very fast. I was breathing lightly too. Mummy was worried, and rang the doctor. It was 6.30pm and my temperature had not come down. The doctors had closed, and the only place mummy could take me was A&E at our main hospital. She rang daddy, who met us there. We took everything I might need too, in case I had to stay overnight. I was very quiet in the car, and although I was very pale, my eyes and cheeks were bright red and I was still burning hot.

I woke Saturday morning at 6.45am  hot, upset, and really poorly. Mummy gave me medicine and rang the doctor again, who said to take me to our little hospital in the town. She rang daddy too who came straight over and bathed me and gave me breakfast whilst mummy got ready. We went and met the doctor who did everything to me again that the first doctor did, but, he told mummy that I had bronchilitis and an ear infection! No wonder I feel so poorly. I was given antibiotics, which mummy started giving me straight away. I was still up and down during the day, hot, grumpy, in pain, but hopefully now I will start to get better, and have a better nights sleep.