The baby woke up this morning with a temp of 38.2c. It had been rising for the past 24 hours, but I hoped it would settle overnight. Off to the NHS walk-in centre around the corner (one of the benefits of living in the city), but despite pink inner ears and not being his usual smiley self, he is given the all clear and we are sent home.
Some might say that I am slightly neurotic, but my first son had a urinary tract infection when he was 7 months old which went undiagnosed because he was being treated for a chest infection. We spent four nights in the hospital with that one and then when he was 16 months old another four nights with very bad bronchiolitis. Since then I take the approach that I would rather visit the doctor every day than take a risk.
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