Today around 3pm the Director of the daycare called me at work and said that Max wasn't feeling well. She said that he had some nasty stuff in his diapers and he projectile vomited. So, of course I dropped everything and ran right over to pick him up. When I got there, Max was sound asleep in his crib. Everyone was very concerned about him, and said he had just fallen asleep, so I carefully picked him up as Miss Ann filled me in on what was up. Max and Miss Ann have a very special friendship; she always makes sure that he gets some fresh air every day, and he thanks her by showering her with huge smiles. So, when she said that he wasn't acting like himself, I knew something had to be wrong.
Max was out like a light and didn't stir at all when I put him in his car seat. He didn't make a peep on the car ride home, and I didn't see the blue of his eyes until we got home. When I went to take him out of his car seat, he gave me a huge smile and I was starting to think that he was fine and maybe is a big faker. I had already called the doctor and set up an appointment for 430pm, so I changed Max's clothes and off we went. I paid the co-pay and we were seen right away.
The nurse told me to get Max undressed and she weighed him and took his temperature. Here's the amazing thing....Max was 16 POUNDS, 10 OUNCES. Seriously, he's a big kid. His temp was fine, and in a few minutes the doc came in to check my boy. As he was looking into Max's eyes with the light, Max was smiling at him, so he said, "Hello, Max. Nice to meet you". That's when Max farted and laughed. It was hysterical. I was cracking up and the doctor thought it was "super". He said that it was the best thing that happened to him all day.
Anyway, once the odd introductions were over and he was done examining Max, he said that he was fine and, "dare I say....perfect". He was a little fussy at home tonight, but now he is sleeping soundly in his crib so all is well with my little boy's world again. Until the next time.....