4/13/07

We went on a trip to Palm Springs with Heidi's family this week. We stayed in the Hyatt hotel in Indian Wells, in four separate rooms. Brian and Carol had one room, and each of their three daughter's families had one room. Heidi, Logan and I stayed in a room on the third floor next door to Stacy and Pierre.

Most every day was warm and sunny, and most every day we spent most of our time at the hotel pool. Logan really loves swimming, and he was always excited to go down to the pool. Actually, there were seven swimming pools scattered around the patio at the Hotel, including a hot tub, a wading pool and a pool with a slide. Logan's favorite pool was the baby wading pool. He would jump up and down while slapping the water with his hands for hours. He also wanted to throw balls, stand at the edge of the pool and "walk" through the pool while holding my hands. He loved playing in the water. He got a giant purple dinosaur float toy while we were there - he could sit in the float toy and splash the water. Sometimes while we were in the pool I held him like he was swimming. He kicked his legs and paddled, almost like he knew what to do.

We went out to eat with the whole family every night. The first and last nights in Palm Springs were the most eventful. The first night was the last night of passover. Heidi and I had to basically stick to eating vegetables for the evening. The last night was scary. Logan had a reaction to something he ate - probably hummus. Heidi noticed logan rubbing his eyes at the table. I took him into the bathroom to clean his hands and eyes. He continued to rub his eyes and cry, getting more and more agitated. Finally Hieid noticed Logan was getting hives on his face, his arms and his legs. We took him outside for Heidi to nurse. I called Logan's doctor, and the on call physician told us to get some Benadryl and make sure he didn't have trouble with his breathing.

After a couple of hours Logan was mostly back to normal. It was a frightening experience, and I think I was close to panic when we first realized Logan was having an allergic reaction.

4/3/07

Logan was sick for the first night of Passover. He’s had diarrhea and a fever for the past two days. He became sick on Sunday afternoon. I was taking care of him while Heidi was out shopping when I noticed he was hot. I took his temperature – it was 100.2 degrees, which is right on the borderline of a fever. The next day he was slightly warmer, and he was having diarrhea. I stayed home with him. We played with toys, though he wasn’t nearly as energetic as he normally is these days. He slept on my lap for several hours while I watched bad TV.

Heidi took him in the afternoon. That evening I went over to Heidi’s parents house in Bellevue for the Seder. Logan was OK, but got worse as the night went on. By the end of the Seder (which was hurried for his benefit) he was very warm – 102 degrees at least. I was also feeling bad – I had no appetite at all.

Today he seems better – especially tonight. I'm beginning to think that either I have very poor luck with passover, or I have some stress reaction to big dinners at the Leyton's house. The evidence against that is that I've had some very fun Thanksgiving meals there. Maybe it's the Matzah.