Unfortunately, whenever I get any sort of ailment the germs head immediately to my lungs, where they set up residence and initiate long, asthmatic coughing fits.
I pretty much coughed non-stop all winter.
So, when I had 2 hour-long coughing fits on Tuesday night, I decided a trip to the doctor was necessary.
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| Go to the DOCTOR! |
I dropped the big boy off at school and made an appointment.
Approximately 1 hour later, I received a call from the preschool, Big Boy was weeping in pain, complaining about his ear.
I rushed over there to scoop him up and take him home.
A popsicle and a dose of Tylenol soon indicated that this, too, required a trip to the doctor.
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| Two trips to two doctors in 1 day. |
Off we sped to the pediatrician.
Now, I'm not going to lie. I bribed them with munchkins.
"There's no way he has an ear infection." I say. "He hasn't even had a fever."
Beloved doc peeks in his ear, "Yep." She says. "He's got an ear infection."
Antibiotics obtained.
A few hours later, I leave two sleeping children with Beloved Miss Kristin and head off to my own doctor.
"I'm mostly fine." I say. "I just can't stop coughing."
She peeks up my nose and makes this face:
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| Dear God. |
Antibiotics obtained.
It's awesome here.
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