At the doctor with a sick Abby and a cranky Allie
I think there’s some sort of universal law that says anytime one parent leaves town, one or more childen shall get sick. Megan took a much-deserved vacation this weekend with her friends, so I’ve been on kid duty. Allie had a fever the night before Megan left, but that broke overnight. Then yesterday, Abby’s temperature went up to 104. Since she’s had a cough for a couple of weeks, I decided to take her to the urgent care clinic with Allie in tow.
Upon arriving at the clinic, Allie promptly did a face plant into a table to kick things off. Then Abby proceeded to projectile vomit across the exam room. I then spent the next two hours trying to comfort Abby as the nurses poked and prodded and tending to Allie, who was way overdue for dinner and was quite vocal in her displeasure. Good times.
Thank goodness my Mom was already planning to come over last night. Abby seems to be feeling better now and is playing with “Nana” as I write this.