The Doctor told me it was most likely the two year molars and that the high temperaturs had triggered a reaction in her lymphatic system, causing (among other things) her glands to swell up. He prescribed antibiotics and I noticed an almost immediate improvement, particularly with her temperature wich had been pretty scary high.
Keeping the fluids up. Very important. It’s just as well, she loves her water and bottles, because her food over the last week has equated to a few handfuls of nutri grain and licking the peanut butter of her toast. Thankfully, her appetite started to return a bit today and Josh even managed to convince her to have some pasta for dinner.
It has been a gruelling week for me. She wants to be attached all the time. If I left the lounge room to go to the kitchen, she’d completely lose the plot. I went to the dentist and when I left I had to physically detach her while she was attempting to hang on to my t-shirt with her teeth. All accompanied by the real devastated crying that’s heart breaking to listen to.
For the most part, I’ve tried to give her as much comfort as I possibly can. But that’s not to say it’s not absolutely exhausting. I take comfort in that if it is her two year molars this should be the last of the teething. Please?!
Wake me when it’s over. But since that’s not possible, the next best thing is going in to work tomorrow and having a bit of a break. I feel guilty that I’m looking forward to it. But I also know I’ll be better able to meet her needs for having the break as well.
My name is Zoey. 
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