By mid-afternoon when Mom came home from work, Laurel was running a more pronounced temp but wouldn't stay still for us to take it. (Have to replace the ear thermometer, it went with Amy and Branden when they moved out since he bought it.) Around 1630 she vomited up more than I thought she had in her stomach and wouldn't stop crying, so I called our civvie doctor, who told me to take her to the ER at Children's Hospital. We did, and when triaged she had a temperature of 103 and change, so the triage nurse managed to get most of an appropriate dose for her size into Laurel. By the time we were properly seen a few hours later, her temp had come down to 100 and change. A rapid-strep test came back negative and she refused a Popsicle (to aid in rehydration), so she was discharged around 2040 with a phone number at Children's to call in two days for the regular strep results and to follow up with our civvie doctor in two days as well.
On the way home she drank a few ounces of juice, ate a nice amount of French fries and even agreed to a few sips of my milkshake, so she's a lot better than the lethargic listlessness she'd shown all day... and I've decided that while we're going down to Conifer on Wednesday for her follow up, I might as well make an appointment for me and get a new prescription for promethazine since I'm down to my last four tablets from my last one. Hooray for Tricare.
