I was feeling okay enough to go to school today. I was okay, but not great. I played with my teachers and friends, but I was not myself. I had a few tantrums and even tried to hit and bite one of my friend. I didn’t mean it. Recently I’m controlling my tantrums a bit more and I go through the motions of hitting and biting but don’t actually do it hard enough to hurt anyone. Still, I’ve got to do better. I don’t want to hit or bite anyone. I have to rein it all in and just deal with my frustration in a different way. I’m working on it.
Noticing my bad mood, my teachers took my temperature and found out that I had a fever. I really was not doing well. They called Mommy and she picked me up and took me home. I was still not in a great mood, but it was nice to be home with Mommy.
I was happy when Daddy came home, but I was still not feeling great. After dinner I ended up with a temperature of 39.6°C (103.28°F). It just hit me all of a sudden. I had no energy and was just so tired. Daddy managed to give me a bath but I did not want to play with any of my bath toys. I was just there feeling a bit miserable. When he took me out of the bath I just sank into his arms with no energy to even put up a fuss about feeling bad. Mommy and Daddy got me ready for bed and gave me some medicine for my fever along with my cold medicine. I was so worn out that I did not even want a book or anything. All I wanted was hugs from Mommy and Daddy. They put me to bed and I went without complaint. Even though my fever was so bad, at least I wasn’t in any pain or major discomfort. I was just tired and sleepy. I went to sleep quickly and without any problem. Actually, I fell asleep right away and did not even cry a peep. I hope this sleep will help me feel better by tomorrow. Being sick sucks.