We awoke at Nana's house and ate a quick breakfast. A new exhibit
opened at our zoo and we were all excited to go. Shortly after breakfast
Isaac vomited. Three vomits in two days isn't a good sign.
The zoo was packed
and turned out it was their biggest attendance day ever. Not the best
day to take a sick child to the zoo. But we went in and the first two
hours were fun. Then Isaac told me that his back was sore. I had him sit
in the stroller and wouldn't let him get up. We started to head back to
the gates. Shortly after he told me that his back was really hurting
and he started to cry. I went into Tiger Mother mode. I put my oldest
daughter into the double stroller with Isaac to kind of support him, I
picked up my two-year-old and started to jog and pray. I thanked God for
making me an athlete and then I prayed that he would get us through
whatever was coming. We didn't make it to the gate but to a gift shop.
They called the zoo EMT and we were shuttled to my car. The gift shop
staff were terrified and a couple of concerned mothers wouldn't leave
our side. I was terrified too. No one told me this could happen.
Everything I had read and all that had been discussed was the disease
being on lower extremities.
I gave Isaac a big dose of
Ibuprofen, settled him in his car seat, put on a video and got ready
for the 90 minute drive home. He fell asleep and awoke at home feeling
much better. He was back on his feet for a couple of hours and then the
swelling was back again in his feet, legs and back. We called it a night
at that point.
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