No Faking SickOver the weekend, G had a fever. I knew it was bad when Friday afternoon/early evening he climbed into bed. He was supposed to go to a friend's house for a movie night. When I told him he probably wouldn't go, his first response was just "ok".
Friday night and Saturday night his temperature got to 102. We did give him ibuprofen. It was off and on on Saturday-day. Sunday was better, but he was still obviously fighting it. Monday he had some sniffles, and he's definitely not 100% today, but he was also well enough to go to school today (Tuesday; Monday was a holiday).
So at one point on Monday, G asked me whether he would go to school the following day. I told him that he didn't have a fever any more so yes, he likely would. And then I had a momentary feeling of nostalgia and sympathy for him. See, we use an in-ear thermometer. We used to have an under-the-tongue one, but I haven't seen it in a while. And my moment of nostalgia and sympathy was brought on by the realization that he will never have the opportunity to hold his thermometer up to the light bulb and give himself a temperature of 106. No faking sick that way. In fact, will he even get what kids are doing when he watches old movies? Bueller? Bueller?