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... of getting worse

Abram doesn't have pneumonia. I didn't think he did. It didn't make any sense - although the "gunky" chest x-ray is still a big questions mark.

This morning he woke up with really rosy cheeks, a low grade fever, and was bursting into tears and acting like he was in horrible pain when we were feeding him oatmeal this morning. So I made an appointment for this afternoon with his normal doctor. When we were driving to the appointment, I reached back to play with his foot. He had taken his shoes off and I noticed that he had a kind of red rash on his foot and some little white bumps.

The doctor was running a little late and when he finally came in, he confirmed that his chest sounded fine. He looked in his mouth and found little sores and a red throat. With the bumps appearing on his feet and a few on his hands, we confirmed that the fever was the start of hand, foot, and mouth disease! Yea!!!

So it's a really contagious virus that can't be treated and just has to run its course. It's "course" is apparently something like 5-7 days. Fab. The fever is the beginning, the sores in the mouth are step two, and the bumps on the hands and feet are step three (usually two days after the fever - says my sister). So we are looking at a rough couple of days around here. It's less likely that adults will get it, because most of us had it when we were younger. If we do get it, it's worse than in kids. There's a really slight risk for Selah, but nothing that anyone (ped, OB, sister-dermatologist) seem worried about at all. We just don't want to be sick when she arrives. So hopefully Abram will get over this quickly and we won't get it and lengthen the process.

This is better than pneumonia, but more annoying that it's contagious. But I think the Lord revealed something of what His plan is with all of this today:
I've been really uncomfortable this last week and Selah is growing at a rapid pace and I've been thinking that I really hope she comes early. I was even getting to the point where I would have been ok with her coming now-ish. But with this illness in our house, I would much rather keep her safe and growing in my tummy until it all passes. I think God knows that she needs more time and He wants me to be ok with that. So that's what this illness has made me do for now. I just want Abram to feel better and be able to concentrate on him right now and have Selah exactly when God wants to bring her.

Abram's hardly eating anything. The only thing he wants is Baby Mum Mums (which seems a little strange to me, since they are crispy, at least at first). I wish that he wanted something of more substance. We tried putting sweet potato puree and avocado and peanut butter on the Mum Mum, but only the peanut butter got a few bites. Even his very favorite cookie only got nibbled on before he passed it off to me. Poor little man. Hope he doesn't loose much weight this next week.

So there's that. An update about our oh-so-fun little home right now. Hope your week is going a little better than ours :)

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