I am not exactly sure what we did to deserve an entire week of bad medical KARMA, but we pulled it off. It started Friday when Rose woke up with her eye closed again and couldn't get it opened. Joy - That made for a long day and 4th of July holiday. Then, I developed some type of G.I. bug and had to leave the party a tad bit early due to the "situation." It got bad - like in a hurry. By Saturday night, I was a limp noodle - dehydrated and lethargic. By Tuesday night, Mark had the same little bug. He bailed on dinner with the grandparents to hug the toilet (good excuse I guess). He had a long night Tuesday and long day Wednesday. By Wednesday morning, Julia had the stomach bug and left work about noon. In the meantime, Rose got a terrible rash - from an allergic reaction to something (still not sure what) and has been doped on Benadryl for 2 straight days to keep the rash at bay. Last night I was up all night with a sore throat and at the clinic before work at 7am to meet Papa. My white count was high but the strep test was negative. I got a shot and went on my merry way. Only, to meet Julia in his office (still sick with the bug), and pass Rose off to my mom in his waiting room (she was there to get the results of her MRA test from yesterday and have her coumadin levels checks due to a mild TIA stroke last week). I MEAN SERIOUSLY........ I just looked at Papa and said "please don't retire, our whole family will fall apart."
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