Through A Child's Eyes

Z, the youngest grand, was sent home from school Tuesday because his cheeks were rosy.  No fever but to return to school we had to visit the doctor.

I could tell he was nervous so we read a few books during our wait.  We did weigh because Z has been saying he weighed six pounds confusing the concept of weight with age.  The nurse showed him the numbers but not sure if he's convinced yet.  Fifty one pounds is not six pounds.

What do you do when a nervous non-sick child is in the doctor's office?  Well, I handed him my camera and the time passed quickly.

 He covered the entire office

He practiced saying, "Awwww"

Funny faces, rolling stools

 and many self portraits

 

Sink,
hand,
face,
hand
and legs
on exam table

And the wonderful doctor who agreed with an old lady who has seen many child rashes in her life time. No reason to send him home.  No fever. The camera was a great "toy" and 136 pictures later Z is released to return to school. I sincerely believe rosy cheeks were the result of running in sunshine.

Follow Up

Back to the doc today after my little hospital stay. I almost called him Dr Dog, because I have to use that word connection to remember his name, Dr Bernard. See how my mind works? Big Dog, Doctor Big Dog, Dr Bernard.

I really like this guy! Amazing, last week he took a culture, something my P kept saying she was not going to do, she knew what it was...I guess not! According to blood work and culture, this infection was just one step below, Sorry we can't do anything for you.

Who knew what a few gallons of antibiotics would do for me? I feel like a new women! I have energy, although I am no less lazy, but I smile and tease and am almost myself again. Wow, I was really, really sick and was just blaming it on being fifty-four!

Hubby and I thank you for all your support.

I'm not creamed but I am feeling stout.

Finally Went To The Doctor...

I have sinusitis and acute bronchitis, I am glad it is a cute one, I could never have handled an ugly one! Doc advised a shot but I talked her out of it. I have pills but they are not doing their miracle work yet.
I begged off the football game today. I getta coughing and I could fall off the bleachers. Last night game my coughing drowned the announcer. I'm sure everyone thought I was contagious cause I noticed they steered clear of the coughing woman.
Which was fine with me, I couldn't talk anyway. I'm not sleeping. I look like a raccoon, my circles are so big. Maybe I should have gone to the doctor the first week I was sick, instead of the third week. I'll be better soon, have to!