When I got home from work last night, James wasn't looking so hot. Well, not his Army-tough/teddy bear type of hot he usually emits. He was short of breath, run-down, and had a wicked cough. As the night progressed his cough started giving him shooting pains behind his eyes and pulling his lower back muscles. I took his temperature (99.1) and put him in bed at 9:00 PM with plans on getting up at 6:30 AM to make an appointment through sick-call.
However, his coughing didn't stop and he was only able to have short periods of sleep. At 5:00 AM after a rather nasty coughing fit, he said he was sweaty and hot. I took his temperature (101.7) and I had him get dressed and we went to the ER. I wasn't chancing this, especially since this guy NEVER gets sick.
Well, we have dodged a bullet. It isn't the regular flu or the piggy flu but an upper respiratory infection/virus. Even the doctor said he sounded like "ass." I kid you not! We were out of the ER by 9:15 AM after a bag of fluids, a chest X-ray, and three breathing treatments. We were out of the Pharmacy by 9:45 AM (thank god active duty gets first priority) and he was in bed by 10:15 AM on 48-hours quarters. He has a ton of meds and a great desire to sleep. Hopefully the two days of rest and meds will help him recover more quickly. We've got the boys this weekend and trick-or-treating to be had!!!
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