But I'm going to have to say that what happened overnight last Thursday was the craziest moment yet.
She went to school Thursday and was fine. She came home and was fine...played, ate dinner, got ready for bed...fine. Everything was normal. She went to bed fine. By around 1am, she was not fine. Nothing was normal.
She woke up screaming crying and Dave rushed up there. I listened to the monitor because she sounded hurt...but we hadn't heard any sounds like her falling out of bed...I hear him get up there and she's inconsolable. She's talking about...bugs? Within a couple of minutes he brings her down.
"Dani, she's being really weird. She said there are bugs in her bed, under her babies. But I checked and there are no bugs!" Turns to Lucy, "Did you see bugs or did you feel them?"
I figured she was dreaming and told him to stop talking about it in front of her so hopefully she'd forget. Of course he was freaking out and probably wondering about bed bugs so he went back upstairs to do a more thorough investigation while I calmed the girl. I got her to stop crying and trembling but she was burning up! And she would not close her eyes...they remained open, wider than ever. We gave her some Children's Advil and I took her back up to her bed and laid with her. She finally started drifting off only to shoot up seconds later, screaming that there were bugs in her room! On the pillows, under her dolls, on her walls! It was the creepiest thing ever! Obviously she was not dreaming...she was hallucinating! And though I knew there were no bugs, I was starting to freak out, too, looking everywhere for bugs.
We kept giving her water and calming her down but every time she was almost asleep, the bugs would come. Her fever was around 102 and we realized that we had to get the fever to come down before the hallucinations would stop and she could get some sleep.
Luckily Dave was on Spring Break and didn't even have track practice the next day so he offered to stay up with her and let me get some sleep so I could go to work on Friday. But...they decided to have a late night (early morning, actually) showing of Frozen and I started to get sucked in...Dave said he'd be happy to go to bed if I wanted to stay up and watch, ha!
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| This picture was taken at about 3am |
Once her fever seemed to break, Dave tried to put her to bed but she wasn't having it...she wouldn't even try to sleep on the couch or in the chair with him and she surely wasn't going up to her bed...so he brought her in to me. But then she wanted him in bed, too. So for the very first time, she slept in bed with us. And we're okay with that. But this tricky girl thought she'd give it one more try and sat up and said, "There's bugs..."
But there was no crying or screaming or panicking - she just thought she'd see if she could have another tv party. Nice try, little friend!
She finally fell asleep and before Dave could fall out of bed because of his two bed-hogging ladies, he carried her upstairs to her bed and she slept fairly well the rest of the night. By morning her fever was back but wasn't quite as high and no more bugs came. And the fever went away pretty quickly. She had a pretty good day at home with Daddy and seemed to be acting like herself...
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| Silly at lunch...Dave asked, "Are you sleeping?" and she said, "No, I'm just having a sleepy face." |
By the time I got home from work, she seemed regular, though a little clingy (she missed me!). I'd called the doctor's office earlier in the day and they didn't seem concerned in the slightest about the hallucinations (??!). She said they can be common (hopefully we don't ever experience them again!) and the fact that she sat up and was fairly easily comforted and perked up and watched tv was reassuring to her. She just told us to push fluids and to watch for more symptoms. She said it was possible the fever would be all we'd see but that she wouldn't be surprised if more symptoms popped up.
We were bad and went up to her school late that afternoon - even though she was under the weather, we couldn't miss our last chance to hang with Ms. Megan and say our goodbyes and give her the gifts we'd made and purchased for her (I was good and didn't cry in front of her!).
On the way to her school, I asked, "Did anything weird happen when you were trying to sleep last night?" and she said, "Yeah! The bugs came!" I would have preferred that she have no memory of it, but she seemed very matter-of-fact about it and Dave said she went to her bed for nap just fine on Friday...
Megan gave Lucy some cookies to take home:
Overnight Friday she woke around 4am with another fever and she needed her mama...but again, there were no more bugs. Still, we decided to head to the doctor's office in the morning because by then I was pretty sure she had strep throat. She'd started saying, "My mouth hurts" and we figured she meant her throat...and on Saturday morning she had a rash on her chest. Sure enough, the diagnosis was confirmed. We met Dr. Voet for the first time and we both loved her. Lucy was much more cooperative and talkative with her than she had been with Dr. D. at her checkup Monday which was kind of weird since she was sick and still very cuddly with mama...
We had a prescription to fill so we went to Kroger and loaded up on medicine and Popsicles. After she finished her second Popsicle that day she was trying hard to get another one. "Do you know the rules, mommy? You get me a Popsicle and I lick it!"
We spent most of the day watching movies - and eating Popsicles! - but she perked up a bit that evening and we played a lively game of Disney Princess Yahtzee and she got all decked out in her new Doc McStuffins gear and performed several check-ups, reenacting her visit with Dr. Voet that morning!
But I called to check on the Lucygirl this afternoon and she's in good hands with Ms. Florence who said she needed a little extra attention this morning but was back to her regular self in no time.
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| Silly girl in pretty new pjs from Grandma and Grandpa last night before bed |
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