Like Things Used To Be

Things are back to the way they used to be last year: A weekend swim meet for Francesca and two trips to the ER with Carson. After all, we couldn't just leave well enough alone; with only ME going to the doctor weekly. That would just be RIDICULOUS! Who would have thought that such a thing could occur?

Carson came home from school on Friday complaining of nausea, stomach ache, etc. He had no fever; and after a consult with the clinic we decided to take the "wait and see" approach. So, we WAITED, and about 8 that night, we SAW that he now had a fever past the magic tipping point of 100.5.

Phone the on-call oncologist (which amazingly was NOT Dr. Chao this time), head to the ER. No symptoms other than congestion, cough and fever. ANC count high enough to go back home after a round of IV antibiotics. Plan to repeat tomorrow. Amazingly, this is all accomplished in just under 3 hours. I think that's a new record for ER visits - or else we're just getting way too used to this.

In the meantime, I stayed home and got Francesca ready for her swim meet, woke her up at 5:50 AM and sat around for the next 5 hours to watch her swim the 200 Free. The boys slept in until 9:30, which they needed.

No fever on Saturday morning. I took him back to the ER in the afternoon and we were done in about 2 hours, which prompted a celebratory dinner at El Tio where a large quantity of chips and tortilla soup were inhaled.

Feeling better at our 2nd visit to the hospital. Coloring a SpiderMan picture and watching Madagascar.

Now we are at Sunday. Francesca and Paul are home from the swim meet - it is only 9 AM. There was no power at the pool, so the meet got cancelled. Does it ever end?!

-Jennifer