A Long Night
So tonight I've been a little worried about Lizzie. She had a very emotional and needy day, and just didn't seem herself. By this evening, she had a temperature of 102 F, and it's making me a little jumpy. Normally a fever of 102 brings a little concern and a lot of watching, but I don't usually get that worried, nervous feeling like I used to. She hasn't had a UTI in a year now, since her vesicostomy surgery, and we've kind of taken it for granted that we've moved on from the constant infections. Nothing like a good ole rude awakening.
Lizzie has been off of her antibiotics for 5 days, so my worry level is already on high alert. She probably just has a virus of some sort, but her timing is impecable. If her fever is high in the morning we'll call peds, and I'm pretty sure they will have us bring her in so they can cath her and get a urine culture. Another benefit to the vesicostomy.... cath'ing is much easier through the belly!
I always hate being in this situation. You know the one, where half of your mind says your crazy for being worried, and the other half thinks you should freak out immediately. I can never figure out which side to listen to... they both have such good arguments. Hopefully the fever will be down in the morning, and I won't have to pick sides.
Labels: fever, high fever, signs of infection, Urinary Tract Infection, UTI
