When Our Baby Spiked A High Fever, My Husband Called His Overprotective Mother Before Anyone Else
“Did you bring the liquid acetaminophen from the kitchen counter?” I asked him.
“No,” Ethan said, stopping mid-step.
“You said the triage nurse would give her something when we checked in.”
“The triage nurse took her vitals and put us in the queue,” I said, keeping my voice steady.
“They don’t give fever reducers until a physician orders them.”
Ethan ran his hands through his hair again and let out a sharp breath.
“Great.