This afternoon I had such a scare, I'm barely getting over it. I got a phone call from son's daycare (already a bad sign), saying he woke up from his nap wet and shaking. His fever was at 108 and they had just given him tempra. My first reflex was to say I was on my way to pick him up. I knew 108 was bad, but I didn't stop to think that it was impossibly bad, as in he's convulsing and we are taking him to the hospital in an ambulance. When it downed on me a few seconds later, I called back to make sure and she assured me that it was at 38C (100F) and not 108F. What a relief.
He's doing great now, playing and laughing it up with his father. Kids have an amazing recovery speed.