It's been a crazy couple of weeks around here, health-wise. After being home with fever (and no other symptoms) Thursday and Friday last week, we discovered white patches in Liam's throat and I hustled him off to a clinic over the weekend. Diagnosis: strep throat! He got some antibiotics, and seems fine now, other than some lingering crankability issues.
I'm sure you'll be shocked -- stunned, even! -- to find out that it was Max's turn Monday morning. He woke up with a fever, but no other symptoms. We decided not to wait, and took him to our new pediatrician that afternoon. Diagnosis: wait for it... strep throat! Since Max hasn't done well in the past with amoxicillin (which is what Liam got), they gave us a prescription for some fancy high-powered stuff and off we went to get it filled.
[On a side note, can I just tell you a new bonus we've discovered living here? The ped phoned in the prescription to the drugstore, and we got in the car and drove straight there, which took approximately 7 minutes as it is across town. We pulled into the drive-thru pharmacy just as they were finishing the order. In Chicago, that process would have taken us more like an hour and a half. Yikes!]
Anyway, it's Thursday now, and Max is still home. He just can't shake the fever. He just got up from his nap feeling warm, and I took his temp under his arm -- 102.2. Poor kid. When he's got some medicine fighting the fever, he's fine. Otherwise, the whole week has been nonstop irritable crying.
Oh, and did I mention that Mike and I are fighting off a (different) mystery illness ourselves? It's all happy fun time here, people!
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