Well, I am sure when all was said and done on Friday, I must have had "idiot" stamped on my forehead.
It all started Thursday evening. We went to Joel's sister's house for dinner with her family. We were missing them desperately. Last year we saw them almost every day. This year those days are few and far between. Sarah and her kids spent the last week in Disney World. So when she got back, I demanded that we have dinner together. (It had been almost 2 weeks since we had seen them!) Gus didn't really seem like himself over there. Very clingy. He is NOT a cuddler so I knew that he wasn't quite himself. He felt a little warm but nothing to be too concerned about. He wouldn't eat his food, but he would eat only applesauce. He is still getting teeth in so I assumed that was the problem. He didn't want to chew, he was a little warm and he was clingy. Didn't think too much more about it, brought him home, gave him some baby medicine and sent him to bed.
Friday morning, around 9 AM, I got a call from Gus' sitter. (Keep in mind I am a class advisor and it is Spirit Week so school is super crazy and as an advisor I am crazy busy during this week.) Well, I was already frazzled before I got the call. Stephanie was concerned because Gus' body seemed to be on fire and he seemed really lethargic. Well, we all know that I am a hypochondriac...so I left immediately, barely grabbed my purse...no jacket. Luckily, I was working in the counseling office at the time because I left so quickly. I didn't even tell my boss until I was in the car driving over there. I told him I may or may not be back so he may need to find a sub for the two classes that I teach. I stopped at the drugstore on the way to buy a thermometer for Gus. I wanted to know what I was dealing with. Once I got to him, I noticed that his body was also really hot and he didn't want to move. I took his temp...97?? That can't be right....stupid digital thermometers!! I called the doctor anyway and they said to bring him in right away. Well, of course this hypochondriac momma freaked out with the "right away". That must mean something serious. So off we rushed to the doctor.
Turns out they said "right away" because they had an opening...not because of the severity of the symptoms. Don't they know who they are talking to?!? Really Gus' name should have flashing lights next to it. "Warning....crazy momma!"
Gus clung to me like a koala bear (again, very unlike him). I had to unpeel him when they tried to get his weight and temp. I did feel a little better when his temp was still 97...but more concerned because his body was still hot. The nurse left the room and the little koala and I hung out in the room and waited for the doctor. I tried to grab some books from their shelf to entertain him. He wanted nothing to do with them. Then the door opened. ("Whew...so happy that she is finally here to figure out what is wrong with him.)
Dr: Hi Gus! Are we not feeling well today?
Gus: HI! blah, blah, blah, blah. (I'm sure it is very important, but we have no idea what this kid is trying to tell us.)
The doctor checks him out. Only finds that he appears to have a sore throat. She talks to me about how this could be the beginning of a number of things. Talk about what to watch for, etc. During this time, Gus has slid off my lap. He is now pulling every book off their shelf and onto the floor. With each one we hear, "Oh Oh" (Translation: "Uh oh") Eventually these turn in to "hiya!" and he has begun hopping around the exam room. He is full out jumping up and down and yelling with delight by the time we talk about what to watch for. Lethargic? I think not!! So here I am turning bright red, embarrassed that my 1 1/2 year old has made a fool out of me. It is at that moment that the doctor notices Gus' pajamas laying on the table.
Dr: Is this what he was wearing? Did he wear them all night?
Me: Yes. We always take him to the sitter in his jammies and then she dresses him later.
Dr: Did you ever think that perhaps that is why his body was so warm and doesn't have a temperature? Perhaps he is too hot. And when we are too hot, we don't like to move.
Me: You have got to be kidding....Is this our official medical diagnosis?
Dr: Well, he is coming down with a cold or something, but I think that he probably was overheated this morning.
Me: Crap....
Back to the sitter Gus went and back to work I went. Unbelievable!!
Saturday, however, I came home from my cheerleading meet to discover that Gus did in fact have a fever of 102.9. Well, at least I know that I am not crazy....my kid is sick. But now I have a sick kid. :( I left him home with his daddy while I went to chaperone the school dance. I was telling this story to a coworker who was also working the dance. After laughing at me, she started talking about a student who had scarlet fever.....blah, blah, blah....
Crap...I hope that Gus doesn't have scarlet fever! What are the symptoms for that? I will have to check WebMD now and I may be calling the doctor in the morning....
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Sunday, January 23, 2011
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
You can never say that school is boring...
Anybody who says that school is boring is so wrong!! Today was quite eventful. Below is the statement that was released after our school day today:
At 12:25 Flat Rock Community High School received an email from an outside source claiming a bomb would be detonated at 12:40 PM. Police and Fire officials were notified immediately and all high school students were evacuated to a secondary secure location. The building was searched by Flat Rock Police and Fire along with the Michigan State Police Canine Unit. The all clear was given and students were returned to class at 2:10 p.m. and were dismissed at the usual time.
As part of the Flat Rock Community Schools’ safety protocol, Bobcean Elementary School was placed in partial lockdown. Barnes Elementary School and Simpson Middle School were not affected. Students were safe and secure at all times; Flat Rock Police detectives are investigating the situation. Thank you for your patience and understanding during this unfortunate event. The safety of our students is always our primary concern.
So how did MY part of the day go? I got a call from my husband who was one of the few in the building who got the email. He checked his email at 12:35. He called me in the office because he couldn't get ahold of anyone else. I ran to get the principal. While he called the authorities, he told me to pull the fire alarm. (Yes, I felt like I was going to get into BIG trouble for pulling it, but you do what you have to do in times such as this.) The building was evacuated. Once outside, we needed to get the kids as far away as possible from the building. I needed to run to the other exits of the building to let other staff know to get kids moving. I couldn't run in my heels so I had to kick them off. When I was done running, I tried to go back for my shoes...no luck. The police officer said they were too close to the building so I was out of luck. Like Cinderellas at the ball....no shoes. So I continued to walk in my socks until one student offered up his sandals to me. (Side note- this kid causes nothing but trouble in my classroom, but for this one day, I was very thankful to have him with me. Thanks for the sandals, bud!)
We were outside for quite a while and then once the building was clear we were allowed back in. The statement above was read aloud to everyone and it got me thinking. I was a staff member here today, I knew what was going on, I knew that all of our kids were safe. What if I were a parent? What if this was Gus' school? What if he was one of the kids standing out in that parking lot and I heard that there was a bomb threat? Would my son be safe? Was he well taken care of there? Was he free from danger? So scary to think about. Of course there were instant tears about how scary that would be. Tonight, I overheard Joel talking to Gus. "I'm so glad that everything went well today so that momma and daddy were kept safe so we could come home to you." Again, instant tears. I didn't even think about the fact that something could happen to me. Or both of us for that matter. How horrible to think that if this threat really turned something up, that both of Gus' parents could have been harmed. It makes me sick to think about!! Thank God that the responsible party was apprehended. The possible consequences could be up to 10 years in prison and $250,000 fine. I am torn with that. I hope it wasn't some kid who made a terrible mistake. But at the same time, as a mother, those consequences don't seem tough enough considering what could have happened had the threat been real.
Our staff and students did a great job of working together today and I am proud to be a Ram today. But I will be quite content to NEVER have another experience like this one again in my entire career! And on that note, I am going to go grab a diet coke, kick up my feet and relax with my little family!
At 12:25 Flat Rock Community High School received an email from an outside source claiming a bomb would be detonated at 12:40 PM. Police and Fire officials were notified immediately and all high school students were evacuated to a secondary secure location. The building was searched by Flat Rock Police and Fire along with the Michigan State Police Canine Unit. The all clear was given and students were returned to class at 2:10 p.m. and were dismissed at the usual time.
As part of the Flat Rock Community Schools’ safety protocol, Bobcean Elementary School was placed in partial lockdown. Barnes Elementary School and Simpson Middle School were not affected. Students were safe and secure at all times; Flat Rock Police detectives are investigating the situation. Thank you for your patience and understanding during this unfortunate event. The safety of our students is always our primary concern.
So how did MY part of the day go? I got a call from my husband who was one of the few in the building who got the email. He checked his email at 12:35. He called me in the office because he couldn't get ahold of anyone else. I ran to get the principal. While he called the authorities, he told me to pull the fire alarm. (Yes, I felt like I was going to get into BIG trouble for pulling it, but you do what you have to do in times such as this.) The building was evacuated. Once outside, we needed to get the kids as far away as possible from the building. I needed to run to the other exits of the building to let other staff know to get kids moving. I couldn't run in my heels so I had to kick them off. When I was done running, I tried to go back for my shoes...no luck. The police officer said they were too close to the building so I was out of luck. Like Cinderellas at the ball....no shoes. So I continued to walk in my socks until one student offered up his sandals to me. (Side note- this kid causes nothing but trouble in my classroom, but for this one day, I was very thankful to have him with me. Thanks for the sandals, bud!)
We were outside for quite a while and then once the building was clear we were allowed back in. The statement above was read aloud to everyone and it got me thinking. I was a staff member here today, I knew what was going on, I knew that all of our kids were safe. What if I were a parent? What if this was Gus' school? What if he was one of the kids standing out in that parking lot and I heard that there was a bomb threat? Would my son be safe? Was he well taken care of there? Was he free from danger? So scary to think about. Of course there were instant tears about how scary that would be. Tonight, I overheard Joel talking to Gus. "I'm so glad that everything went well today so that momma and daddy were kept safe so we could come home to you." Again, instant tears. I didn't even think about the fact that something could happen to me. Or both of us for that matter. How horrible to think that if this threat really turned something up, that both of Gus' parents could have been harmed. It makes me sick to think about!! Thank God that the responsible party was apprehended. The possible consequences could be up to 10 years in prison and $250,000 fine. I am torn with that. I hope it wasn't some kid who made a terrible mistake. But at the same time, as a mother, those consequences don't seem tough enough considering what could have happened had the threat been real.
Our staff and students did a great job of working together today and I am proud to be a Ram today. But I will be quite content to NEVER have another experience like this one again in my entire career! And on that note, I am going to go grab a diet coke, kick up my feet and relax with my little family!
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