So, let's face it, life with the 3 boy-children is never boring and NEVER quiet. If something strange (think attacking ducks) or something out of the blue (G-man hugging me) is going to happen, it's going to be there. So when i thought of some sort of emergency that would require a trip to the ER, i honestly didn't think that it would involve youngest monster-boy. But that's what happened today. So i got there at the buttcrack of dawn (0630), things were still quiet as the boy-children were still sleeping. G-man got up not long after their mom left, middle kiddie got up around 0715 and at 0730 i went upstairs to wake up the smallest boychild, knowing that i had 3 boys to feed, clothe and make sure that they were presentable to the outside world. So you can imagine my surprise when littlest monster man smiled up at me and proudly displaying a huge rash all over his face, legs and neck. I took him downstairs, strapped him into his highchair and sent middle kid up to get his dad out of the shower so he could come and see little dude. Keep in mind that medical emergencies do NOT bother me. But this was above and beyond what i was totally comfortable with. Dad saw it and agreed that this was not a run of the mill rash and called mom (a nurse). Dad wanted to take him right to the ER but mom (and grandma who was spending the day with us) thought that maybe benedryl would help, so we dosed the kid and dad went to work.
90 minutes later, grandma texts mom (her daughter, btw) saying that she thinks the benedryl has helped and youngest dude 'seems fine', even though i had repeatedly pointed out several new spots of spots. This continues most of the day. Her telling mom that she thought they were clearing up, when they may have been fading but multiplying quicker than bunnies in the spring.
Now we're after lunch (around 200) when i notice that not only are the spots still popping up (despite more benedryl and changing his clothes), but now his one elbow is swollen, red and hot to touch. That's when i realize that both his legs are swollen. NOT. GOOD. Thankfully, dad was home at that point doing some reno work on the garage. I pointed out what i saw, he phoned mom and informed both her and grandma that he should have listened to me first thing and taken the kiddie to the ER, which he was going to do right then. I felt vindicated. Like the dad said, i'm with the kiddies 10 or so hours a day. I know them inside and out. Long story short, the docs said that it's a virus but they don't know what and told us when to bring him back. Poor little dude. Though he is spotty, he seems to be feeling okay...but that could be the benedryl. Today is May 29 and here is today's joke:
You might be a reneck if...
You don't think the Ewoks are primitive. You think an AT-AT looks like a giant cow. You don't think Jabba's pig guards have a hygiene problem. The Rancor monster refused to eat you.
You own a home that is mobile and 5 cars that aren't.
You think the stock market has a fence around it.
Your stereo speakers used to belong to the Moonlight Drive-in Theater.
Your boat has not left the drive-way in 15 years.
Chiggers are included on your list of top 5 hygiene concerns.
You burn your yard rather than mow it.
You read the Auto Trader with a highlight pen.
Your entire family has ever sat around waiting for a call from the Governor to spare a loved one.
You have the local taxidermist's number on speed dial.
see you tomorrow!