Tuesday, I went to Mandy's house to work on some eBay stuff. While I was there, Abby's school nurse called to tell me Abby was complaining of a sore throat, but didn't have a fever. She and I did that "oh, aren't kids cute when they're so dramatic?" thing, then I told her to give Abby a peppermint and send her back to class. I chuckled with Mandy about it, and life went on. Until 3 AM that night, when Abby's temperature was 103.8. So, I ate a big piece of humble pie with bad mother sauce on top, and took her to the doctor yesterday morning. She has strep throat. Again. It's the second time in two months.
She's better now, though last night her temperature topped off at 104.1. I had to resist the urge to dump ice water on her head. The good news is that if she has one more occurance this winter, we can get her tonsils out. This may not SOUND like good news, but it is. My throat was eternally strepped (?) during childhood, but for whatever reason I didn't have my tonsils out until I was 21. Since then, I have had two children surgically removed from my body, and I PROMISE you, the tonsillectomy was worse. Plus, I couldn't talk for a week. Disaster! So I am anxious to get hers out before she gets sick too many more times, and since the surgery gets harder the older you are.
Ethan remains remarkably healthy, thank goodness. We have discovered the most efficient bribe ever for him--candy corn. He is OBSESSED. He would eat nothing else if we let him. Sometimes, when he wakes up in the morning, he stumbles in our room still half asleep and muttering "candy corn, candy corn" over and over. Today we were driving and he saw some orange construction cones on the side of the road. He screamed with delight, because he thought they were giant candy corns. If only, son. If only.
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We have all done the "she is fine" talk and it will probably happen many more times.
"You got my candy corn?" That's all Ethan said when I picked him up at Coleman's the other day. I couldn't stop laughing - and he couldn't stop eating the candy corn!!!
I did the same thing with one of my students the other day.. They all love to complain to get some attention. This student told me his stomach was hurting (COMMON 5TH GRADE COMPLAINT!), and I told him to just take it easy and go to the bathroom if he needed to. I look over at recess and he is bent over and vomiting on the playground. I felt terrible!
Oh my gosh, how funny. Candy corn is now the thing for Isaac too! He gets it when he pees on the potty, and he's obsessed!
I have to admit that I LOVE candy corn, so I get it.
Erin
I just love your son!! He has the best taste, especially what to be obsessed over!!! Hahaha!! I was so sorry to hear about Abbu girl being, down again!!! My mom reminded me the other day that I missed oh 30 days of kindergarten & some how still passed!!! I had just about every childhood ailement you could get. I also lived down the street from the school & my teacher liked me, so she brought me my work & picked up what was completed!!! Oh happy days!!! Hope they are both well for tomorrow evening!!
Kor i "o)
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