Monday, May 28, 2007
THANKFULLY, it never transpired. However, this does mean a trip to our Urgent Care center because well you know, germs and holidays go hand in hand. She was complaining of a sore throat yesterday all day, then she popped a fever of 102, and the nausea. Same exact symptoms that the Man had when he had strep.
I wish there was a strep diagnosis kit that they sold OTC. Wouldn't that be wonderful? And the only way you could get a script was by bringing in the dipstick with the positive sign on it, and the pharmacists would confiscate them, to eliminate the idea that people would just abuse the tests.
I think it sounds like a freaking solid idea. Especially at 8:00 am on a Memorial Day where I have all kids home, all of whom were expecting to go with me and their PawPaw to the Memorial Day parade this morning, but instead I am hoping to send the younger two with PawPaw and I will take the Queen to the infestation of all germs, the Urgent Care center.
There is a rumor that there is a NP at our local pharmacy, and that she can do strep tests, and get the scripts written and filled there. But my wild guess is s/he isn't working today.
Because I know I'm not.
Then that foils the family get together tonight. Ace will stay home with the Queen, while the Man, Monkey, and I go to my brother's camper to par-tay. And I will hear about this. Every. Single. Minute. Of. The. Day. Today.
Ok ... other than that ...
HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY, Y'ALL!
I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.
Yoda Man ... you bad girl