But we aren't going.
Yesterday around noon, Wilson broke out in a rash all over his chest, back, neck, and head. I, of course, freaked out thinking it was yet another terrible reaction from his vaccines. Dr. Google told me he either had a mild case of the measles or was about start having seizures from a vaccine allergy. I called Wilson's doctor and demanded we be seen that afternoon.
After spending all day at the doctor, we found out Wilson has the roseola virus. I'd never heard of this before but it fit Wilson's symptoms perfectly. A sudden high fever (check), days of lethargy (check), loss of appetite (check), irritability (check), red, swollen eyes (check), and finally, a rash on the trunk of the body (check). What I thought was a reaction to his vaccinations was actually this unrelated, random virus that he must have picked up at the doctors office Monday (damn germy kids).
I'm glad that it wasn't some severe reaction to his vaccinations but it still sucks. Since it's a virus, there really isn't anything to do but let it run it's course. He is still covered in a rash, but thankfully it isn't itchy. He still feels like crap, as evidenced by his terrible mood, but according to the doctor, he should be feeling better by Monday. If not, we have to go back.
On top of that, thanks to the germy kids in the doctors office, I am sick. Sore throat, head cold, achy sick. It sucks. The only thing worse than a sick baby is taking care of a sick baby while I'm sick, too.
So we are missing Pig Pickin this weekend. We took Wilson last year when he was just a few weeks old and I really wanted to make a tradition of taking him. But I guess that's the way parenthood goes.