Yesterday I spent the majority of the day packing and getting meals ready for our trip to the hospital. Yesterday evening after I had come up from packing the car, I went to take Gavin's temp one more time and ---- the fever was gone.
Normally you would think I would be very happy about this right? Well not really. All it means is that we have to unpack a weeks worth of life and repack it again in, most like, the next week and do it all over again. Sometimes I just wish we could get it over with, get back on IV antibiotics and have some safety.
So here we are. At home, trying to just remember to live in the moment and not play the "let's-wait-and-see-when-Gavin-will-spike-a-fever" game!
Thanks for your prayers.