Feverish February

My nights of uninterrupted sleep ended last night as it was clear that Will is sick yet once again. Monday afternoon he had a fever 102.3. The fever came back full force during the night, so Joey and I took turns trying to comfort our sweaty whimpering baby boy. I did nurse him to comfort him twice, but it didn't comfort him for long. He sweated so much last night that his head is covered in ringlets today. We saw the doctor, and my fears were confirmed. He now has his 5th ear infection. As our doctor said, "We are all out of ammunition. This is the last antibiotic we have for him." So now I am waiting for a call from the specialist, who will examine his ears and determine if tubes are the way to go for him.
Our afternoon was actually pleasant since we were able to be outside. Sunshine works wonders on sickness. This evening his appetite had vanished once again, and the fussing started. I took him out of his highchair, and cuddled him in my lap. He then leaned forward as to rest his curly head on my arm and within seconds Will was sound asleep. So now he is in his crib still dirty from the day, snot plastered to his face, and wearing only a diaper. And I am left in the stillness to pray that God brings healing to this little baby I love so fiercely.