Something Is Not Right

From the time that Hudson woke up yesterday, he was very clingy and whiny. He had a fever and was burning up. I knew something wasn't right when he rolled over on the couch and took a nap. After holding him most of day, I finally decided to take him the the doctor to get him checked out at 3:00 pm. As usual, we waited a long time before any getting to the root of the problem. When the doctor checked his throat he said "Oh my goodness, those are the worste looking tonsils I've seen in a long time." He took a culture and ran a strep test. It came back negative, so he decided that it was one of those things that would just have to run it's course. I've been keeping the tylenol and ibuprofen down him. He woke up this morning without much of a fever, so I think he's going to make it. He is the toughest little guy around. The doctor was surprised that he was even eating or drinking anything. He said most other little kids wouldn't. I'd rather he wasn't sick, but it's been a good excuse to just hold and cuddle him. It doesn't happen too often anymore. He's getting so big and has found funner and more exciting things to do and discover than Mom's lap.