Saw two of his favorite doctors today and they both knew, instantly, that there was something wrong. They just don’t know what. Ears? Fine. Lungs? Clear. Sinuses? No problem. Throat? A bit red —choking on a cracker on Wednesday night could do that to a child— but nothing remarkable. None the less, wonderful Dr. Mary did a strep culture; results won’t be back until Sunday evening.
So, we’re spending the weekend laying low and hanging out with our good, good friends Advil and Zithromax. Mommy might invite her friends, Cabernet Sauvignon and Pinot Noir, over to keep her company while Daddy works. If it gets really crazy, she might invite her old pal Jose Cuervo, too!