So going to the doctor turned out to be a moo point. (Friends jokes never get old.) She did still have a fever on Monday, but it was low enough that I figured she was getting better. She ran a low temp all day, but it was gone by last night. Moreso than the fever though, we had our daughter back. She was pleasant to be around last night: ate supper, got a bath, went to bed, etc. without a fuss, versus the monumental battles over every little thing that have characterized the last few days of illness.
Tray and I both feel emotionally drained by the last few days. I get excuses from students (particularly in my online class) all the time about how they didn't get this or that done because their son/daughter was sick. Now I fully know what that means.
I'm so glad she's better.
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