It’s the third day of school.

1…2…3.

This morning I made the first sick call of the year.

In fairness, it’s been coming on for over a week.

Denver hasn’t been well.

We were told to keep an eye on it, and we have. For a few days we thought he might be doing better.

Not so much.

He has yet to attend a cross country practice (and he LOVES XC)

After school yesterday the kid slept.

And slept.

And his fever returned to spike up before dropping again.

So he gets to go in for a sick appointment today (it was that or the ER).

Where we go from here is an unknown.

Hopefully it’s home with meds…and not another stay.

Hopefully.