Coxsackie Virus

Coxsackie.

Sounds like something you'd contract after a night of debauchery in Chinatown.

Or the name of a Japanese Steakhouse/Gay Bar.

Cocks n' Sakki.


You probably know it by it's other name....hand, foot and mouth disease.

Rylan calls it...
"Waaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhdadadadadadaaaaa!"

Poor little dude is miserable. Tristan and Hayden had fevers during the week. Fevers, headaches, sore throats--nothing out of the ordinary. But poor Rylan, he spiked a fever and it just never came down. Even after Tylenol and Motrin he still had a fever of 103.2. So we went to see our beloved Dr. Redding, who was not surprised to see the white blisters in the back of Ry's mouth.

Coxsackie Virus. Dr. Redding said his fevers can go as high as 104 & 105 with this. I'm not comfortable with that. In fact, it scares me to death. Apparently there's been a run of it in our area, and it's a nasty little booger. Lucky us.

There is nothing much to do with a virus, keep medicating for the fever and pushing fluids, and if you need to come back and have him re-evaluated, then please feel free. Dr. Painintheass is on duty, however, so I still feel like we're on our own until Monday. Read here for a reminder of just why we dislike Dr. PITA so much.

Rylan had an awful night last night. I made the mistake of waking him up to give him more Tylenol to keep his fever from creeping up so high. Robbie had finally managed to get him to lay down by himself in his own crib around 11 pm. I woke him up at 2am. And he screamed for the next four hours. He'd scream if you laid him down, he'd scream if you held him. He cried so hard and for so long that his little voice started to give out. He made me want to cry.

Today he was just pathetic. So, so tired, he had dark circles under his eyes. He was pale and not very active, and incredibly clingy. He must have gotten sick of me last night, because he spent most of the day in Daddy's arms. And God help him if Robbie tried to put him down for a few minutes! Poor baby.

I did call the ER doc I work with, he said the same things Dr. Redding did--call if he stops being consolable, and really keep an eye on him to make sure he is hydrated. Other than that, we just wait. Tristan and Hayden were both fine after two days, so I'm hoping that Sunday morning brings Rylan some relief.

After this week, I'm starting to think an evening spent at a Japanese Gay Bar actually sound like a good time. I'll just pass on the sakki.