So, George developed a few yucky looking bumps on his hands last night. Damn it. I called the doctor this morning and got an appointment. When I got home to take George to the doctor, the the bumps had turned into a nasty rash and spread up and down his arms and legs, as you can see.
Plus, he had a few bumps on his face. Poor baby. I had to explain to the doctor the big long story about everyone being sick. Then he explained to me that George does not have the flu, but instead he had a virus which has passed but resulted in this nasty rash and there is nothing to be done about it. I love the doctor - so I sort of accepted my fate. It seems like there really isn't ever anything you can do for a rash anyway, so I was expecting his answer. What I wasn't expecting was that the doctor announced that George also has a raging ear infection and he was surprised that George wasn't more unhappy about that. George just smiled at him.
So, I got a prescription for antibiotics to address the ear infection and headed to our local Walgreens pharmacy. When I pulled up to the drive thru window at the pharmacy (love those), the woman behind the window said, "Berend, right?" I sighed with defeat "Yes." The freakin' pharmacy employees know us by name - both me and Chuck. Ridiculous! She asked, "You're picking up, right?" Me in a resigned voice, "No. Dropping off." And then I handed her the prescription.
And so our saga of illness continues - not that you all wanted to hear the details. Hopefully, I can get everyone well before Christmas, including this cute little boy.
I guess we'll have to get back to the movie quotes, so here's a great one for you all. You BETTER get it.
That's one thing I hate! All the noise, noise, noise, noise!