“My favorite part of the stinkin’ long appointment in the 3’x4’ holding cell came when the doctor leaned in quietly with his little light to peek at Laylee’s throat. She held still. She stuck out her tongue. She said, “Aaaaahhhhhh.” And just as he was crouching ….” [continue reading at Parenting.com]
I can’t even begin to tell you how much my week has been like this. I think we have a six-pack of antibiotics in our refrigerator. 3 or 4 tests later, and now we have to see a specialist. So… weary …