The best laid plans of blog postings and Christmas mail… have been set aside. That’s because our poor Calvin has been waylaid by some sort of infection. Suffice to say we’ve spent the entire day tending to his heart-wrenching cries and hot forehead.
His temperature spikes have headed north of 105F / 41C and he surely thinks we’re ill because he’s had multiple lukewarm baths in a single day. We’re armed with multiple bottles of ibuprofen, cold compresses, fresh towels, frequent clothing changes, more pedialyte (see 28 November posting) and lots of patience. His doctor says we should expect the infection to take a few days, so we’re steeling ourselves for more of the same until mid-week.