Toward the end of the day today, RJ started wailing in pain. His stomach hurt. He was delirious, sweating, screaming, crying, kicking. This went on for about 45 minutes. I was home alone with him. I started to freak a little. Nothing I tried helped him or comforted him. He was so out of it, he peed the bed he was laying in (sorry for this TMI post). I called the dr. and got him in 30 minutes later. By the time we got there, he was better, but I still was anxious and hoping for the best, mostly that he wasn't having an appendicitis (sp?). Nothing was wrong with him, they blamed it on some gas and maybe all the Tylenol & Motrin of the weekend fever wearing out of his body. My co-pay is $40. We got home, he ran to the toilet, pooped and was like new. Have I explained the title of my post?
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