Sunday, December 11, 2016
Wednesday was a pretty optimistic day.
Then Thursday happened. Dorothy woke up with a fever and what she called a sore neck. STREP THROAT. And she's basically had a 102+ fever ever since except when she's on Tylenol or Ibuprofen, which is all the damn time.
His echo was totally clear, and they drew some blood but the labs results didn't come to my mobile chart because they're from the children's hospital not our HMO, so I expect a follow-up call tomorrow. But everything looked great, so phantom pain? Growing pain? Panic attack?
Ben and I closed out the week with wine and Thai takeout, and Beatrix decided she was a lap dog.
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