Hi, all. Goodness what a day! I had texted the GuitarMan earlier on and he surprised me when he called me back a few minutes later. I say surprised because today is a busy day for him.
Well, he managed to croak out that he was sick. He has been sick for a couple of weeks with a cold which settled in his chest but Stubborn would not go to the doctor. (He calls me that, too, by the way...guess he gets it honest!) At first I thought he meant that was worse.
Anyway it only took a minute to realize that he was in the throes of a migraine. Any of you who suffer with them knows how he feels. He went to bed late but woke up a short time later with a sick stomach. He still managed to make it to 8:00 class though only to find it canceled. So he headed back to his dorm to do a little guitar practice but found he just could not hold out. The migraine hit him full force at that point and he was out. When we got to the college he was at the worst point. Slurred speech, mixed up words, could not take the light, could not move...the whole shebang. The doctor called him in some medicine and he started on it. However he thinks being sick may have triggered the migraine, rather than the sickness being part of the migraine. He was running fever today too. It was tonight before he was able to ride but we got him home. (A special thanks to his friend for helping us get him to the car. I only wish you could have been here to get him in the house!) He is sleeping now. He will need to see the doctor tomorrow. Hopefully he will feel like new in the morning.
I have discovered that it doesn't matter how old they are, it still kills me for one of my children to be sick! Tonight it reminded me of when he was little. He was in the front seat and I was in the back seat right behind him. He leaned the seat back sort of in my lap and I had my arm down where he was laying on it. It felt a little like holding him. I couldn't help but think how many times I have done that throughout his life. When he was little, as in 1-5 years old, every year he would spike a high fever. They decided it was an allergic reaction. It would go on for a week or two at the same time every year. He would spike a fever of up to 105, almost 106. I would sit and hold him all night because you could literally feel his temperature climbing so I would know to get the bath ready, etc.
He is all grown up now yet in my heart he is still my baby! So I would really appreciate it if you would pray for him! Hopefully it is just a little respiratory infection and the migraine that will pass by tomorrow. But for him to want us to come get him....well, Mama knows he's feeling bad!
Well, he managed to croak out that he was sick. He has been sick for a couple of weeks with a cold which settled in his chest but Stubborn would not go to the doctor. (He calls me that, too, by the way...guess he gets it honest!) At first I thought he meant that was worse.
Anyway it only took a minute to realize that he was in the throes of a migraine. Any of you who suffer with them knows how he feels. He went to bed late but woke up a short time later with a sick stomach. He still managed to make it to 8:00 class though only to find it canceled. So he headed back to his dorm to do a little guitar practice but found he just could not hold out. The migraine hit him full force at that point and he was out. When we got to the college he was at the worst point. Slurred speech, mixed up words, could not take the light, could not move...the whole shebang. The doctor called him in some medicine and he started on it. However he thinks being sick may have triggered the migraine, rather than the sickness being part of the migraine. He was running fever today too. It was tonight before he was able to ride but we got him home. (A special thanks to his friend for helping us get him to the car. I only wish you could have been here to get him in the house!) He is sleeping now. He will need to see the doctor tomorrow. Hopefully he will feel like new in the morning.
I have discovered that it doesn't matter how old they are, it still kills me for one of my children to be sick! Tonight it reminded me of when he was little. He was in the front seat and I was in the back seat right behind him. He leaned the seat back sort of in my lap and I had my arm down where he was laying on it. It felt a little like holding him. I couldn't help but think how many times I have done that throughout his life. When he was little, as in 1-5 years old, every year he would spike a high fever. They decided it was an allergic reaction. It would go on for a week or two at the same time every year. He would spike a fever of up to 105, almost 106. I would sit and hold him all night because you could literally feel his temperature climbing so I would know to get the bath ready, etc.
He is all grown up now yet in my heart he is still my baby! So I would really appreciate it if you would pray for him! Hopefully it is just a little respiratory infection and the migraine that will pass by tomorrow. But for him to want us to come get him....well, Mama knows he's feeling bad!
We are lifting him up today! Praying he feels better soon!!!!
ReplyDeletePraying for our special friend and let us know if you need anything. We love you all
ReplyDeletePraying for our special man. We love all of you and let us know if there is anything we can do.
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure if you got my message last night, but we called to check on him. Papa Rooster said Fisherman called and asked him to call your mom. Papa Rooster talked like Guitarman was EXTREMELY ill. I was worried about him when he said ya'll had to go to FL to get him. Tell him we all asked about him and are praying that he feels better soon.
ReplyDeleteThank you to everyone! :)
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