update #4

After a week of improvement and seemingly normal life, Gordy came down with a temperature of 103.6 on Tuesday night.  So, we started back in on the Motrin every 6-8 hours until 12:30pm the next day when (while on Motrin) his fever increased to 105 in a matter of 30 minutes.  The doctors were not available to take a phone call, so we gave him Tylenol and took some much appreciated advice from Kera to put him in a lukewarm shower to get his temp down.  The shower seemed to help because he said that he was hungry after and he wanted apples and a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.  

After his lunch, we packed up and headed into the Kapolei urgent care which managed to fit him in between other appointments.  They did lots of blood tests, chest x-rays, a urinalysis, and a triple swab for covid, the flu, and another virus.

All of his test results were normal except for one which was high due to inflammation in his body.  So, they sent us home with lots of apologies about not knowing what was going on with him, directions to continue giving him motrin and tylenol, and a promise to call us the next day.

Gordy's pediatrician called today and has settled on the idea that this is a brand new viral infection that he caught once he went back to school last week or this week.  We were instructed to wait this out and to schedule a next day apt for Monday if his fever has not disappeared by Sunday.

Most of today was pretty good for Gordy.  We gave him Motrin (due to fever increases) pretty much every 6-7 hours and he seemed relatively normal / happy... until about 40 minutes ago.  As I sat here writing this update at 11pm, I heard his bedroom door open and some fumbling going on near his toilet.  When I went in to check on him, he was shaking uncontrollably and was complaining about being cold.  So, after he finished on the potty, I took him into his room and tried cuddling him.  My body heat was not enough, so Todd came in and used his bare chest as a heater.  We convinced him to take Tylenol, put a long sleeve shirt on him, and ended up covering him in three blankets.  He proceeded to shake and complain of leg pain for the next 20 minutes until he finally fell asleep.

Our thermometer couldn't pick up his temperature because Gordy couldn't keep his mouth closed, but an attempted measurement of his armpit produced a 103 degree reading.  I just hope it's not actually higher.  Hopefully he's sweating this thing out and he'll wake up tomorrow feeling much better and will be on his way to a final recovery.

I don't think any of us can take much more sickness...