The fever

I walked into the house Saturday and Gary announced that he had tried to pee and something was not right down there. I asked for specifics and he said he did not feel good in his urinary parts.

A fight ensued because he refused to let me take his temperature.

Gary: YOU ARE NOT TAKING MY TEMPERATURE I KNOW WHEN I HAVE A FEVER GET AWAY FROM ME.

Ellen: [Bursts into tears, goes away.]

Gary: [Comes back in twenty minutes, apologizes.]

He let me take his temperature every four hours, and then at five am I touched his forehead, screamed, and ran for the thermometer. 103.

Ellen: You need to take Tylenol.

Gary: [See above, only replace taking the temperature with the Tylenol. Tears, apologies.]

After he took the Tylenol we cycled through the fight sequence above from emergency room to urgent care to a virtual visit. (I CAN’T GO OUTDOORS! BIRD FLU! OUTDOORS IS JUST A GIANT BIRD TOILET).

The nurse practitioner on the phone sent me out for Tamiflu and home tests for Covid/Flu and UTIs.And as you know, he has a UTI. Hopefully he’ll be better by his follow-up with the doctor on Friday.

Later on Sunday he actually said, WAIT HOW CAN I HAVE A UTI IF I DON’T HAVE A UTERUS?


3 responses to “The fever”

  1. … “how can I have a UTI if I don’t have a uterus” is hilarious but admittedly just an acronym misunderstanding. But. Still hilarious.
    (UTIs themselves, not hilarious; I hope he feels all the way better very soon)

  2. KC – He is feeling a bit better from the UTI side, butt worse from the anti-biotic side.
    Common Household Mom – They ARE horrible! Particularly for Gary, who doesn’t know all the tricks, like getting in front of it and chugging water and cranberry pills.

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