Ray is smoking!

Ok, so not literally. I certainly wasn't referring to tobacco - what I meant was that he is very, very very hot. This will be the 3rd day he's been home from school sick. He's had the flu, and has been burning up with a fever mostly at night, after he's spent his day playing, doing his homework and following our help around the house all day, bugging her.)

Last night, I woke up from my nap to sounds of his wailing (not the "waaaugh" kind of wail that he does to get attention. It's more of the delirious kind) from the bathroom. Mom was giving him a shower and he had his hands over his eyes the whole time. He was complaining that his eyes were smoking and that they were very, very hot.

The poor kid. We put his clothes on and I talked to him some. He muttered all kinds of things (I've heard that high fevers do things to your brain) and one of them was "I don't want to die!"

I was holding him and he was all curled up in a ball - probably because he was cold. Mom gave him some medicine and I was trying to convince him that the medicine would make his eyes better.

I wanted to watch TV, so we moved (I carried him) to the couch by the TV with the cable and I wet a towel to sponge his forehead. He was whimpering the whole time. Mom gave him some noni juice (it's nasty, but we really believe that stuff works) he would hold my hand as I sponged him for reassurance and when mom sat down on the couch too, he was grabbing on to the both of us.

I know why the youngest in the family are so spoiled now - it's wonderful to have someone tiny to fuss over and baby. We took his temperature... 39.5 degrees Celcius. As much as we measure weather in Celcius here, when we think body temperature, we think in Ferenheight and we didn't have a single thermometer that measured in that. I had to get my calculator and an encyclopedia out to convert it. 103.1 F. (CX1.8)+32

I'm almost positive his temperateure had been alot higher before then. Ray was a darling for the rest of the night. He's been such a cutie throughout his sickness. He's really behaved like a little adult (minus the on going sound effects he makes when trying to keep himself occupied in the absence of school)

When mom talked about Ray having the Flu, Ernie misinterpreted it as Ray having the BIRD Flu. Hehehehe... I had to explain that the 2 were very different. Honestly though, I don't know what the symptoms of Bird Flu are... I better some research.

I love being the big sister. It's probably a good thing that I love kids too. Although I guess that if I really didn't like them, I wouldn't have asked for more sibblings and my parents would probably have closed their baby-making factory a little earlier. I still want my baby sister though.

Oh man, I'm at work now, blogging, fighting to stay awake. It's 8.35 am. I was napping on and off last night and finally got ready for bed at 4.30am. Mark asked if I'm sick. No, I hope not! I don't want whatever Ray has got.

Although it would be nice to have an excuse to just stay home and sleep all day. Not that I don't already sleep all day at work sometimes...