Kidnapped!

Poor little buddy. My sweet baby boy has been under the weather. He had shots on Monday and was fine on Tuesday. But, Wednesday, he got a rash all over his body. Thursday, he succumbed to sleep! Lots of sleep. He slept about 3 hours longer than he normally does. Of course, this worried me. When he woke from his nap, he felt warm to me. His temperature was about 101 degrees. So, we started him on the Tylenol routine. All day yesterday he had a fever. It spiked to 103.3 when we were at our friends' house for the 4th of July party. It was breaking my heart, especially since he was being a trooper about it all. We tried to cool his body down by taking him for a swim in David and Sarah's pool.
I just want my little boy to get better and I want that to happen now. I hate looking at his sad eyes. I hate knowing he isn't feeling at the top of his game. Selfishly, I also hate the idea that we could possibly have to cancel our long-awaited trip to CA next week.
Needless to say, this morning I was overwhelmed. I was feeling so worried for Toad and just plain sad that he was sick. I had a headache of my own, which didn't make me feel any more optimistic about how the day might unfold. Toad was really whiny and tearful as my hubby was getting ready to leave for work and I was already dreading the long day alone at home. My heart hurt for my precious son. I felt at such a loss for how to make Toad feel better.
Apparently, my hubby felt badly for me and called his mom. Shortly thereafter, the phone rang. It was my mother-in-law, of course. She was supposedly just calling to check with me on a couple things, but then the conversation turned to how "Bitty Boy" was feeling. She asked if she could come over and just help with him so I could get my packing done. So she did. Then, she kidnapped him and took him to her house so I can continue to get stuff done.
Now I sit here unsure of what to do. I absolutely hate packing, as you may already know from this post. So, I am procrastinating doing more of that right now. I am halfway done with packing myself and Toad. But, I am still unsure of what the weather will really feel like to me and whether I am packing the right stuff. I am a tiny bit hesitant to put in all the effort packing, in case our trip were to get cancelled, too.
I am optimistic, though. I am happy to report that since about 10 AM, Toad's fever has been gone (even below "normal"). The Tylenol and Motrin regimine that the triage nurse recommended to me yesterday is apparently doing the trick. I just pray for continued healing for the little guy and that he'll be happy and content on the plane next week.
Boo for fevers. Boo for packing. But Yay for going to CA to meet Toad's new little friend (and seeing mine).