We were seen very quickly at the ER and in "triage" they took Grant's temperature again...102.4. And the triage dude was a pro 'cause Grant pooped mid-temp taking and the guy never flinched (Note: see previous post about projectile poop). He was lucky though, the diaper blocked most of the poop shrapnel. It could have been a lot worse. Then they put us in a room and we waited for nurses and doctors and what-not.
|Little Grant in the big ER bed!|
After all that, what they came up with was that he must have a virus. They finally let us go home at 3:00 a.m. and Grants temperature was down to 98.4. Today he spent the day at home with Mommy & Daddy. All of us took turns napping.