Jennifer took Evelyn to the doctor yesterday. She's had a very high fever for the past four days and after we called the first day, they said to give it a while and if it went higher to bring her in.
So, my wife trekked up to the hospital and did just that.
We were told she's likely got the flu, but its possibly an ear infection.
These are the things, when you're excited to be a dad, you're not really thinking about. Sickness is not something you prepare for.
No, its not life threatening. It's not even a big deal. It is just something, as a dad, I look at and wish I could stop. She whimpers and cries because she's not feeling well. She hardly will eat. All I can do is hold her and wish I could relieve her of the discomfort.
I try to think of myself as a good dad. I try to live up to that. But, at times like this, I am starting to already see that there's going to be plenty of things I'll not be able to fix or change in her life. Will she someday fall off a bicycle and skin her knee? Sure. Will she play a sport and break a bone? Possibly. Will she date a loser boyfriend, make bad friends, and even worse decisions? Maybe. It seems silly that she's not even a year old and I think of these things.
But, its better to be prepared, I suppose, than run and hide when she gets older.
In the mean time, I'll take the flu, or an ear infection over the boyfriend with an I.Q. smaller than his shoe size.
