It’s strep. Boy and monkey are resting comfortably.
The biggest deal was his dehydration. The IV took care of that, and the penicillin should knock out the rest. He’s probably going to sleep all day.
It’s amazing how fast these things sneak up on you. He was fine Saturday night. Sunday morning – WHAM!
According to his mother, he braved the whole blood-sucking, IV-pumping ordeal without a problem. (I have this thing about needles. I don’t go near them. I expect them not to come near me.) Whiny is about the least whiny kid I know, actually. He only got that nickname after I started this blog and thought “Whiny the Elder” sounded cute and witty. He liked it, too, so it stuck.
So, the “All Clear” can be sounded. Thanks to all who were worried. Everything is fine. Nothing more to be seen here. Please, move along. Ignore the fact that Pepperkat is headed to the doctor this morning… and that Mrs. Rasreth woke up with a sore throat…