To the Doctor's... Again

Oh, goodness I just hate going to the doctor's when there's nothing really wrong. That sounds weird... I just feel stupid when I take them in as an "emergency," and it really isn't an emergency. Ugh. I guess I think that because I'm going into the medical field I should know what is normal and what's not. And what constitutes and emergency!

Via was up every two hours last night fussing and burning up, but every time I took her temperature she was no hotter than 99 degrees. When Levi and I checked her this morning (after I came home from class before it even started) she was at 101. So I called and got her in. Worried mother + preemie baby + RSV + shots last week = get baby in NOW! Of course, she was only 99 there. The doctor said Tylenol every 4 hours (which I actually didn't know I could give her this young), and call back in the morning. As a friend encouraged this morning, it's better to be safe than sorry!

On a less embarrassing note, apparently Lucas is learning to read!