Spoilers: Evan is going to be okay.

Long back story short: E had high-spiking rebounding fevers yesterday. He saw his pedi (not his, but a colleague), who, despite reports from the daycare teachers that he was a little bit unsteady on his feet saw no evidence of ear infections or anything else. She thought it could be roseola.

He still had a (low) fever this morning, so he stayed with my ILs for the day. When I picked him up my MIL said she hadn't taken his temp yet, but that he was very warm. I got him home and he was hot to the touch. Like really hot. I took his temp and nearly shit--105.4. He was barely responsive and very lethargic. I went into an oxymoronic calm panic...I gave him some Tylenol and immediately stripped us both down and took him into a cool shower.

I got out and tried calling D. E was curled into my chest, blank stare, not moving. I took his temp again, just to make sure--105.9. I got us dressed, got a hold of D and told him to meet us at the hospital. 104 was scary. 106 made me act without thinking.

In triage his temp was down to 103.1, which was a sagging relief, and then we were taken to a room. The resident came and checked his ears (and asked us some questions), but couldn't find anything. She wasn't able to figure out where the fever was coming from, and apparently spoke to the chief pediatric resident about considering doing a urinalysis--which would of course involve a catheter.

At that point the chief resident came in to examine him herself--she said doing a urinalysis would be the next step that they didn't want to have to put us all through. She checked his ears again...for a long time, and it took all three of us to hold him still enough for her to look. She finally told us that she could see layers of pus in both ears...double ear infection. She said it was unusual for him not to be pulling on or otherwise touching his ears (daycare, us, IL, no one noticed him doing it), and he hasn't seemed to be in pain at all, just feverish and cranky. She also said that a fever as high as it was tonight isn't normal, but it does happen.

I'm very grateful that we have a cause, annoyed that the pedi didn't see it (although as much as he was fighting it there I'm not surprised?), and very relieved that we didn't have to do the catheter. He was given a first dose of antibiotics there, and when we left his temp was down to 101.3. I'm also very grateful to the hospital. We were in a room within 15 minutes, and one of the pediatric nurses stopped and gave me a hug when I was trying to collect myself in the hallway. Start to finish we were there 2 hours, which seems very short in the grand scheme of things.

We're home now, and he's asleep, and I'm that way soon...barely slept 2 hours last night, even alternating getting up with D. I didn't eat until a few minutes ago, when I said eff it and dove head-first into a fast food bag.

Anyway, I really appreciated the IG love, and I wanted to give an update.