In the middle of the day we were toned out for a call at 7 Eleven. This was a little strange because most of our calls there happen in the middle of the night.
As we walked up a frantic patron opened the door. We were ushered inside where we found a young woman with her 10 month old son in her arms. She was crying but trying hard to keep it together. She said that her boy had started shaking violently all of the sudden. He had been sick over the last couple of hours and she had just stopped by 7 Eleven to come children's motrin.
We did a quick assessment on the kid. He was in fact quite feverish. We got him out from under all his clothing and blankets (why is it that when someone has a fever people cover them up as if they're suffering from hypothermia?!) and then sponged him off with some tepid water.
When AMR walked in we gave them a run down on what we had discovered and what we had done. Once the patient was loaded up I almost went back in to get a Slurpee.